You must suspend a surprising amount of disbelief for the film “Conclave.”
Based on the 2016 novel of the same name by Robert Harris, the drama is set within the sacred and secretive Catholic ritual that is the papal conclave, during which cardinals gather at the Vatican to elect a new pope.
Screenwriter Peter Straughan and director Edward Berger have stayed fairly faithful to Harris’ tale, which is to say the big-screen version of “Conclave” is chock full of political intrigue, twists and revelations — including a doozy at its conclusion.
It’s simply a bit too much to be taken all that seriously.
Suspend that disbelief, however, and you are treated to a consistently entertaining — and sometimes downright thrilling ― affair, one benefiting from terrific performances by Stanley Tucci, Sergio Castellitto and, especially, Ralph Fiennes, who’s front and center as the cardinal charged with overseeing the conclave.
The film begins as a pope has passed. Men surrounding his body shed tears. Prayers are given in Italian. The ring is removed from his hand.
“The throne of the Holy See is vacant,” says a cardinal, John Lithgow’s Tremblay.
Three weeks later, it is the eve of the conclave, and the cardinals are arriving. Before they are locked inside the Sistine Chapel to conduct their all-important business, some share conversations and smoke cigarettes.