This bomb combines to worst elements of an Andrew Greeley potboiler with performances that should for ever embarrass the actors involved in this poorly written nonsense. The direction is amateurish; sluggish pacing, muddy photography, glaring errors of the period, and no real understanding of the Roman Catholic church of that time. The voice over narration by Brannagh is sleep inducing and his on screen performance is little better. William Hurt is William Hurt, never really giving the character a hint of life. Blythe Danner is wasted. This film is a dog. Don't bother.
Review of The Proposition
