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In 1953, a time when women's roles were rigidly defined, free-spirited, novice art history professor Katherine Watson begins teaching conservative girls at the prestigious all-female Wellesley College to question their traditional social roles.
In terms of the gap between the movie it's trying to be and the movie it actually is, Mona Lisa Smile is in many ways indefensible. Yet for all its problems, it's satisfyingly movielike.
Mike Newell directs a formulaic Roberts vehicle that isn't without its charm.
July 20, 2004
Common Sense Media
Glossy entertainment value but far from art.
December 26, 2010
Rolling Stone
Women of the Fifties, rise up in protest.
December 23, 2003
Tyler Morning Telegraph (Texas)
...would have been better served by characters with a little less formula than the paint-by-numbers projects so loved by these women of Wellesley College.
September 20, 2004
USA Today
Rather than being a fascinating exploration of a much more constrained time in our social history, the film simply feels anachronistic.
Period dress, set design, manners and acting are fine--as is Mike Newell's direction. If only the script was less predictable.
October 30, 2004
Washington Post
Anyone who's ever been moved by a teacher to dream a slightly bigger dream than his parents thought he or she was capable of achieving ought to love the film, for it gets at a truer model of teacher's inspiration.
December 19, 2003
Washington Post
Like the turtleneck cashmere sweaters and girdles that tie down these promising women, the movie is trite and trussed.
December 19, 2003
Low IQ Canadian
Mike Newell takes the road most travelled in tackling the sexual apartheid and hysteria of the 1950s.
Kirsten Dunst, Julia Stiles and Maggie Gyllenhaal furnish well-observed performances that frequently outshine Julia Roberts's reflex characterization in this female variant of "Dead Poets Society."
Roberts asks her students rhetorical questions: What makes art good or bad? Who decides? But the movie answers them as canonically as the syllabus Roberts abandons.