A Very Sophisticated Review of Wakefield

“Wow, this feels like the movie version of a New Yorker short story,” I thought while watching Wakefield and feeling extremely sophisticated. “I should work that into my review!” I thought. “Something along the lines of, 'If you enjoy wealthy middle-aged suburbanites in search of authenticity,’ and so on.” This was going to be a very sophisticated review. Then, just to cover my bases, I googled “Wakefield New Yorker short story” and... yeah. It actually was one. By E. L. Doctorow, no less.

So there goes that idea. But I’ll say this: Wakefield is a well-adapted New Yorker short story—with all the baggage you’d expect.