Cinema: Jim Broadbent

It's a joy watching Jim Broadbent act. His W.S. Gilbert in Topsy-Turvy, the impresario in Moulin Rouge and, most delectably, the barmy aristocrat in A Sense of History (which he wrote) all suggest a beguiling expanse of personality. His work in Iris--as John Bayley, the Oxford professor who escorted his wife, novelist Iris Murdoch (Judi Dench), through Alzheimer's disease--adds tragic bafflement to the gifts on display in Broadbent's work. A Golden Globe nomination and laurels from two critics' groups have given the Englishman a new sensation: "I seem to be entering into the strange world of awards."

Playing a man some 20 years older, Broadbent, 52, slips into Bayley's question-mark posture, the gentle stammer, the face that has known Iris love and Iris awe for so long that it's wreathed in a permanent giddy smile. Then the face becomes streaked with concern--and a quiet rage--at the disintegration of a first-class mind, the loss of memories that constitute their long life together. "In every love story, there's a third party," Broadbent says, "and in this one, it's Dr. Alzheimer, who is taking her away. And still they become closer and closer."

Broadbent's artistry makes a long love affair seem the most natural, gorgeous thing in the world.

--R.C. Reported by B.N.