The Lost Daughter – I am Lost

Ratings (2 out of 5)

Summary: The image below captures everything about this movie; my premise is when there is more than a 20% difference, believe the audience. “The Lost Daughter” is for the artsy-fartsy who convince themselves that a slow, boring film about a self-fish woman is good. A score this high makes you wonder if Netflix.

The audience is correct; this isn’t a good film. Critics probably have to give this a good score, or they aren’t considered artistic critics, or they are so entirely of themselves to call this out for what it is.

Art makes you feel, makes you rethink yourself; it moves you. “The Lost Daughter” moved me to change the show. This 2-hour slog starts with the main character barely saying a word for the first 1/2 hour. I agree silence on film can be powerful when there is a point and direction to the silence. Not to create some false sense of tension. The movie is painfully slow.

Finally, you all know of my disdain for unsympathetic characters. Leda (Olivia Colman) wasn’t a good person in any form or fashion. I am fine with a character who grows or evolves. Leda seems exist for her self, but never seems to grow.

I can’t tell you how disappointed my wife was watching this film. She forced her way through this.

If you are wanting to see good but artsy-fartsy, watch “Happy as Lazzaro.” Even “The Green Knight” is substantially better than this turd. Did I mention I didn’t like this film?

Plot: Leda goes on a working vacation to Greece. While there, she flashbacks to her past.