This film should be good. It has brilliant actors -- Benedict Cumberbatch and Claire Foy -- and a lovely story to tell. And the individual scenes are fine. But there is no thread holding it together. The through-line is ragged, the motivations unclear. There are even jump-cuts (poor editing) which is very unusual for a British-made production. It's another one of those "giving us snapshots" movies which doesn't have a real direction to go. And so it becomes a bit of a slog. Under two hours it feels much longer. The sad truth is that this might be a tale of a brilliant man with great dreams but ends up being a simple story of a failed visionary, an artist who painted cats and died in a mental asylum.
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