Professor Marston and the Wonder Women

Beautiful.

I really thought the whole story was drawn out and the fact is the screenwriter took a lot of liberties with “filling in the blanks”.

This movie was unbelievably boring. The actors seemed unconvinced of their own characters. The music sounded like it was made by an app. In fact the whole movie seemed like it was made by an app. The editing, cinematography, acting, and sound were all absolutely conventional. It was just one long cliche. It's somewhat astounding how such an interesting story could be made to seem so uninteresting.

If you go and check your facts And you’ll learn that the wife of the professor did not laugh about the idea of wonder woman she was actually the CREATOR of wonder woman! It was her idea and he took it and used it and took the credit for it! Even to this day this film is gives him the credit for her ideas! Yet another slap in the face and rip off of women’s brilliance! I recommend you boycott this movie in support of women’s pride!

A beautifully shot and well-acted film. A storyline of love, openess and above all, curiosity. Enjoy.

Unequivocally my favorite movie of the year. Angela Robinson sets out here to envision a love story that both follows and defies convention; it is successful simultaneously in its pursuit of storytelling and its positive and nuanced depiction of polyamory, a truly rare gem in all forms of media. It is beautifully shot, and the chemistry between the leads is remarkable. And though rife with delightful performances from all of them, there is no denying that Rebecca Hall in particular is a force, delivering one of the best performances of the entire year and bringing to life the many facets of Elizabeth Marston, from whom it is impossible to look away. This movie deserves much more recognition than its theatrical release brought it, but it earned my money a thousand times over (and all of my support).

If you want a story this big to be told make sure you hire filmmakers who know the craft. I had to walk out of this poor excuse for a film