It is not how you behave that defines you, it is what you do.

The fresh aspect about this film is that it depicts the events that revolves around the writing of his last finished book and not the book itself. Such is a style that is rarely seen these days. However, it was the incredible acting that made this film shine in the Oscars, above blockbuster movies that raked in more profits. The true measure of character portrayal is not reflected by how successful it is in the box-office; Capote was evidently an extremely difficult personality to act.

Capote is a true story of an American author who became ‘the most famous author’ of his land, in his time. On the verge of the 1960s, Truman Capote set out to write about a man who murdered a family in Kansas. As he delves deeper into his research, he felt compelled to write a book instead of a mere article about the whole case. He came to know more about the accused, Perry Smith, through countless visits in prison throughtout his last days prior to his death sentence. What is even less ordinary than Capote’s actions is his unorthodox mannerisms.

Truman Capote looks like Drew Carey but sounds like Michael Jackson; the way he dresses doesn’t tell you, his vocabulary doesn’t hint you, but his high-pitched near-feminine voice will knock you on the head so you would know that he is different. Wierd: there is no visual hint of his being homosexual (I’m unsure if he is), and nobody mentions his abnormal voice but himself. His sexual preference is not the focus of the story, his so-called friendship with Perry Smith is. His intentions is a blur between becoming the last comfort of a sentenced man, becoming the author of a great non-fiction book, and his trying to save Perry’s life by doing so. It’s up to you to figure out.

For the record, Philip Seymour Hoffman brought the now dead ‘historical figure’ to life flawlessly. Armed with some skilful directing and a moving story, Capote and his depictor will not soon be forgotten by true film critics.

Rating: 4.5 of 5