It Was The Son
IT WAS THE SON becomes distractingly frenetic, disoriented by its own irritatingly mismatched tonal shifts that build towards an unsatisfying experience, writes Ed Frost at London Film Festival.
IT WAS THE SON becomes distractingly frenetic, disoriented by its own irritatingly mismatched tonal shifts that build towards an unsatisfying experience, writes Ed Frost at London Film Festival.