William Dutton
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Just what the hell was this supposed to be about? The only movie more plodding and lacking in characters that you can feel the slightest empathy for would be Jane Campion's The Piano. An hour into the mess and I couldn't tell just what I was supposed to be feeling or seeing. I feel nothing but sympathy for Benedict Cumberbatch who was cast and likewise miscast for the sole purpose of propping this this dreary, boring, disconnected and utterly predictable snooze fest.
If I could ask for a refund from Netflix, I would.
The Power of the Dog
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