...is that NOTHING happens. All the action is expository.

Other than that, a beautiful and well-made film. Good acting, especially from Sarah Gadon, one of my favorite actresses.

This is supposed to be a fictional tale of a story very like the Patty Hearst kidnapping and revolutionary crime spree, but contains no real parallels.

I have watched it three times, just because it is interesting enough, but cannot recommend it very highly.

It's 1974 before Nixon's resignation. Iris (Hong Chau) is a caretaker for Miss Dolly (Ellen Burstyn) in upstate New York. In reality, Iris is Jenny, a political activist and bomb maker in hiding. She gets tracked down by a former comrade who has an offer for her. He needs help caring for wanted celebrity activist Pauline (Sarah Gadon) as a heiress Patty Hearst-like character. There is also the self-important leader Juan (John Gallagher Jr.) and his girlfriend Yvonne (Lola Kirke) at the safe house.

It's a lot of sunshine in upstate New York. The tone is foreboding without tension. It has a moodiness but it's going nowhere fast. It needs more music to build up the era. It feels like it's trying to be a psychological horror. There is potential for a thriller. Juan is not threatening enough. Jenny seems so resourceful that she could walk away at any time. The question is if she is doing it for Pauline, it would be more intense if she is in love with Pauline. I would write Jenny as a lesbian falling for Pauline. The story needs to tie Jenny down to the place and ratchet up the intensity for a psychological horror. They need to stay in the farm house. Going back to Miss Dolly does have one advantage. It brings Ellen Burstyn back into play but that fleeting scene is not enough. The movie struggles to get intense and stay there. Then it turns into Thelma & Louise. It's flailing at this point and it's a road trip with no destination. That's this movie. It's a story with no intensity. These are intriguing characters with no payoff. There are some interesting actors but they're held back. It's a movie in need of a heavier hand.

Leave it to Hollywood to consider the average American movie goer to be under the age of 45. This would allow for the artistic license applied to this uninspired drivel. Artistic license being Hollywood speak meaning made up garbage based on lies! A great many of us remember the Patty Hearst story quite well as it was nowhere near "confounding" as one reviewer put it. She was not a "billionaire daughter", she an heiress to a millionaire newspaper owner. Another reviewer said that she was "non-violent", and yet all of us who were alive at the time remember her picture on the front page of those very same newspapers, of her holding a machine gun. This movie is nothing more than a fictional drama alluding to a connection to Patty in order to garner the attention required to separate the millennial's from their money. Save your money and read all about the real story via the myriad of on-line college libraries.