John, Mitchell and I went to watch Killers Of The Flower Moon this afternoon. After watching Mark Kermode’s review a few days ago, I was eager to see it. Now that I have, I’m struggling to remember watching a more drawn out, laboured film. The story it tells about the persecution and systematic murder of Native Americans in the 1920s is certainly one that needs telling; but it is told so slowly and is so drawn out that I found it hard to pay attention. It’s 180 minutes could easily have been cut down into 120 or even 90. While there were some great performances – it was one of the best roles I’ve seen from Leonardo DeCaprio – I’m afraid that, by the end, the film had lost my attention and interest. I can’t help suspecting that the story may have been better as a TV series, after all.