- Eddie Redmayne as Stephen Hawking.
The Theory of Everything delicately observes the boundless universe of love's possibilities — what we're willing to give, what we're willing to take, what we're willing to endure. Inspired by Jane Wilde Hawking's memoir about her life with former husband Stephen Hawking, the brilliant theoretical physicist (A Brief History of Time) diagnosed with motor neuron disease at age 21, the film's heart beats with a romantic optimism, even when each of them finds new soulmates and their union ends. Admittedly, this adaptation smooths over some of the rough edges of the Hawkings' relationship (including his prickly selfishness and her resentments about it), but hey — we can dream a little, can't we?
The couple's courtship begins when they're graduate students at Cambridge in 1962, a period lensed by cinematographer Benoît Delhomme like a storybook romance. Stephen (Eddie Redmayne) is a shy young man with a toothy grin as wide as his shoulders; Jane (Felicity Jones) is a self-possessed young woman with china-doll features who finds herself drawn to this unlikeliest of suitors. Around this time, subtle omens of his degenerative illness begin to manifest: a trip on the staircase, the fumbled grasp of a pencil, a wobble in the gait. Given a prognosis of two years to live, Stephen withdraws from the world, including Jane. But she refuses to allow him to go gently, challenging him to a game of croquet. As he irritably stumbles around the wickets and struggles to finish the game, she watches with moist eyes betraying her brave smile.
As lovely as the film is, it's strangely inert. Granted, the debilitating aspects of Hawking's disease inhibit the film's action by their very nature, but the possibility of something dynamic is there, not in the man's deteriorating body but in his beautiful mind. When Hawking experiences his eureka moment in formulating his theory about the birth of time based on black holes, the movie comes alive with the wonder of discovery. When it shifts back to the growing strain in the relationship between Stephen and Jane, you find yourself yearning for a little more science and a little less marital drama. What other mind-blowing ideas lurk in the brain of this genius, the heir apparent to Einstein?
What takes The Theory of Everything into the cosmos is Redmayne's extraordinary performance. The disciplined precision with which he progressively embodies Hawking's failing body is nothing short of astonishing. Each scene demands a different level of concentration with respect to the muscles in his torso, his arms, his legs, his feet, his face, his eyes, his mouth, his vocal cords, and more. And yet, you never see Redmayne sweat. All you see is Stephen Hawking. Many of today's actors can achieve remarkable physical transformations to resemble living or historical persons, but the trick is to convey the human being within the doppelgänger.
In playing a man with Lou Gehrig's disease, Redmayne's options for conveying this emotional core might seem limited, but like Hawking, he doesn't allow the laws of nature to constrain him. With a smile, a frown or a tear, he says everything without uttering a word. It's a wondrous thing to behold. ♦