If you can tear away from holiday charmers ("Elf", anyone?) to engage in something utterly spectacular, the Duchess has these four words for you: THE TREE OF LIFE. If you have not seen this film, rent or purchase or download it immediately.
The Tree of Life" (or "Tree" for short) was released earlier this year to coincide loosely with its premier at the Cannes Film Festival, where it won the Palme D'Or. Though it has received tremendous critical acclaim (not from all corners, however), it hasn't enjoyed the popularity of more recently released flicks (such as "The Descendants" by Alexander Payne, starring George Clooney (wake me, I'm snoring) or some as-yet to be released (i.e., "War Horse" by Steven Spielberg, already nominated for a Golden Globe award for best drama--the Duchess won't be seeing it, so let her know how it goes). It was booed and cheered at Cannes, and in brief unofficial pools, many people the Duchess has quizzed about the film (have you seen it? what do you think?) didn't like it; some even walked out of the theater (as the Duchess should have done with "Black Swan").
Terrence Malick has made only five feature length films in his four decade career as a director. He held on tightly to his vision of a creative masterpiece, and he has succeeded. He is a true, master auteur. Like it or not, "Tree" is a weird, compelling work of art, the likes of which the Duchess hasn't seen (in any medium) in years.