A Single Man brings us into a day in the life of George (Colin Firth), a middle-aged man from the 1960s who not long ago lost his life partner, Jim (Matthew Goode, Leap Year) to a car accident. We see him wake-up, get dressed, make breakfast, go to work at a local college, dodge flirty students, and have dinner with his best friend (the always awesome Julianne Moore). It all seems very normal at first, but every mundane moment become tragic as we learn that George has chosen this day to let his life go.
The bittersweet story is supported beautifully by Firth’s near-flawless performance. One minute he’s rapped up in a monochrome memory, his eyes blank and his heart half-full of lost love. The next, he’s smiling, trying to appease an acquaintance who knows nothing of his pain, or his lifestyle – a colleague, curious child at the bank. George is broken, tortured, conflicted and painfully absent – a lost little boy trapped in the body of a well-coiffed and welcoming teacher – and it fits him like the perfectly altered suit he wants to be buried in.