Look at that funny, poignantly expressive face. You see an expanse of forehead; eyes that protest, cry, beg, and demand all at once; and a mouth that is never far from a wiseacre's grin or a voluptuary's grimace. Emily Watson is one of the most talented and adventurous actresses to come out of England in the past ten years. Her daring portrayal--both muff-baring and soul-baring--of a sexual barterer who bargains for more than she can handle in Breaking the Waves (1996) caused the international film-going community to sit up and check its pulse. Nipples pinched and tweaked, bush out, legs splayed, sex that defied categorization as simulation--Emily had arrived at a peak most actresses never achieve. And she's outdone herself again and again since--just have a breathless look at her clothes-free work in Metroland (1997), Hilary and Jackie (1998), and Synecdoche, New York (2008). Any town with Emily Watson in it may as well be called SKIN-ecdoche.
Separate Lies (2005) - as Anne Manning