You can always count on Brit Marling to bring on the boring. She opens this dirge with the main actor speaking to a group. It's obvious from the opening seconds that the actress is not a top tier talent, She speaks slowly and quietly; the words from her mouth so dull and pointless my mind was already wandering by the three minute mark. I cared not for her or any of the other actors. It's not all their fault; they don't have much to work with. The whole thing would work better as a book, not as visual art. Ignore the usual 10 star paid reviews. This is a soggy waste of everyone's talent and most certainly that of any intelligent, sensory viewer.
Review of A Murder at the End of the World
