Some films are meant to be watched in the winter. Dr. Zhivago is one of these. Right now I’m intrigued by all things Russian (more on this in future posts) and I think finally watching this film tripped something off in me. The sets in this movie are stunning but especially the “ice palace” where Dr. Zhivago and his love hide away from the world and listen to the sounds of the wolves howling in the night. Delicious. There’s a reason this film is considered epic. As ever, Julie Christie is enchanting and unlike a Tolstoy novel where you sympathize with no one – in this film you find yourself cherishing each character despite their often violent actions. Violence you ask? During the Russian revolution? Pah!