Herself is an intensely powerful film about domestic violence that isn’t Nil By Mouth or The Killer Inside Me or any of the other films that have you begging: ‘Oh, sweet Jesus, please make this stop.’ Actually, it starts like that, but then becomes something else — something that never loses sight of why we’re here but is also an uplifting tale about a woman who wants to rebuild her life by building a home.
Deborah Ross
Intensely powerful: Herself reviewed
Phyllida Lloyd's latest could have been horrible. It could have been Seabiscuit, with joists and concrete mixers. But it's far from some cheesy, feelgood monstrosity
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