Mica Levi's overpowering orchestration not only literally sounds like a funeral dirge, it's so obtrusive that it drowns out the actual drama. Insomuch as director Pablo Larrain deserves plaudits for the exacting details brought to life as a result of the brilliant casting and production design, he likewise deserves demerits for the music. That Portman makes it all so watchable despite these shortcomings stands testament to her awe-strikingly chameleonic turn. It's something more than superficial but far less than satisfying. Screenwriter Noah Oppenheim barely gets the dust off of the marble veneer of this icon let alone puts a crack in it for all to see inside. If only the script had that same meticulous drive to uncover the truth. saluting his father's casket standing out in particular. The minutes, hours, and days following JFK's assassination that played out in public get re-created to a hauntingly realistic - almost naturalistic - degree-a blood-covered Jackie cradling her husband's body, Lyndon Johnson getting sworn in as president aboard Air Force One, JFK, Jr. Not only does Portman look and sound exactly like this pillbox hat-popping American (her public persona at least), but the rest of the period aesthetics prove spot-on as well. In this R-rated drama based on real events, First Lady Jacqueline Kennedy (Natalie Portman) fights through grief and trauma to regain her faith, console her children, and define her family's legacy following the assassination of her husband, President John F. Anchored by a beguiling starring performance, maudlin exercise Jackie offers a tantalizing glimpse into the private affairs of Camelot in its darkest hour that ultimately barely leaves the surface.
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