It really should have been called "Ted". The movie was more focused on Sylvia Plath's husband, poet Ted Hughes, than on Sylvia, or even kind of trying to accurately represent her as a person or a writer.
The movie starts hours before she meets Ted Hughes with only glib mentions of her past. Her "downward spiral" is really only shown in comparison to her husband, his affairs, and probably abuse ( not that we would really know since he destroyed her journals from the last months of her life and has made sure nothing too horrible she wrote about him has really been published). Oh, and her journals weren't even a part of the movie. They were a big part of her life since age 11, but they didn't really make the cut.
I also hated how they had her wear pink for the first 40 minutes of the movie and then brown and green when she was "losin' it".
Director Christine Jeffs and writer John Brownlow had an agenda making this movie.
My version will be totally opposite. That's my pitch.
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