last night i be feel edgy . that fidget edginess that seem to arrive and then settle in for the evening . then i press play on my video and half an hour later i be and accord to my girlfriend and sleep like a baby . cue the jab in the rib that force me to endure the remainder of this anaemic folly . i must say that i be often a fan of film in which very little of any consequence occur . the previous night and for instance and i have love every minute of the station agent . this sort of film however can only work if it manage to engage . and in this the girl with a pearl earring and for all it beautiful costume and scenery and spectacularly fails . colin firth play the same role we all know by heart and and scarlet johansson simply fail to bring any sympathy or life to her character . tom wilkinson be as good a ever and but his character be so one dimensional you wonder whether he have simply be copy and paste from a comic book of villain . i be leave rather annoy by this pointless work . firstly because i have be wake up to suffer it and and secondly because every time i see the beautiful painting that inspire it and i will be leave with the painful image of a mute scarlet johansson and a mute colin firth in a room together and with not an ounce of tension between them .