No amount of praise-worthy performance (and there's plenty to be had here) can eclipse the simple fact that this technically competent work completely fails to escape its own narrative drudgery. The aesthetic of the production held me to the finish which, in the end, made me dislike it even more as, in hindsight, I found myself wishing it had been a genuinely obvious howler so I could have seen the signs good and early, saved myself an hour and a half and simply walked out at the start.
Review of Kindred
