Helen Moorhouse: Why Nicole Kidman lacks what was amazing about Grace
IF you google it, the scene is called 'Rear Window -- The Kiss'. Shot in technicolour, the camera pans around the view from the window and settles on a snoozing Jimmy Stewart, over whom an ominous shadow looms, growing closer.
He opens his eyes to find it's Grace Kelly, about to plant the perfect kiss on his lips. Not too long, not too short, incredibly pure, yet incredibly erotic. It's classic Hitchcock. All lighting and costumes and a beautiful icy blonde oozing unexpected sensuality out of a perfect pout.
And over this, yet another ominous shadow looms. Something truly insidious. The biopic.