Weak disquisition on the common White problems of guilt for the mess they have made of the world, their conflation of the personal with the political and their belief that capitalism and exploitation are synonymous.
Whites here are shown living in a bubble of emotional self-indulgence such that their problems are being used to provide them with an emotional life they would otherwise not have. They feed off their own emotions precisely because of their inability to share with others.
But the film itself lives in the same bubble and offers us nothing more than the description of a situation rather than any insights or grown-up self-reflection. Like Mississippi Burning, this movie wallows in guilt and reeks of shame.
The film’s real saving grace is the presence of Rebecca HALL who effortlessly steals every scene she is in. she manages to fill-in a character in the absence of anything obvious in the screenplay that would allow her to do so.
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