At nearly 2 hrs it drags and drags and drags and drags. Scenes meander for 10 minutes for no reason, monologues that don't advance the plot go on forever. And the music overwhelms the dialog as if there's going to be some sort of emotional epiphany. Which there is not. There's no real mystery here they state what's going on in the first 15 minutes and the story wanders around in a predictable way in this morally gray universe. It's hot and flat and barren and bleak and wise indigenous folk do spiritual indigenous stuff.
Review of Goldstone
