"The Hours" is a depressing and intelligent film.
Flitting between modern day New York, 1950s California, and 1923 England, it tells the story of a day in the life of three women, whose lives have been affected by the book Virginia Woolf started writing on the day portrayed in England in 1923. It is a curiously constructed film, jumping back and forth through the years from life to life as the film develops, culminating in a way that neatly ties up the different stories told on the different days.
Framed by the suicide of Virginia Woolf It's a sad piece, so don't expect any feel-good vibes after watching this, but moving none-the-less. It's a brilliant film, but not one that might necessarily be enjoyed.