I will have to be one of the few voices of dissent

Rating: Null/10 (5 December 2015)

In the interest of full disclosure, I have to inform readers of this review that one of my teachers was a pedophile and my childhood parish priest was also a pedophile. No, they did not manage to lay their diseased hands on me, but I know what these monsters are all about and their modus operandi is familiar to yours truly. How people were and are gullible enough to buy into organized faith is one thing; how they entrusted these degenerates with the care of children is something else altogether, but I digress.
Anyway, elements of this story are well known to anyone who has followed the news over the course of the last 30 years or so. The Roman Catholic church used its influence, particularly in places where Catholics were politically powerful or influential, to protect creeps who preyed upon children. These children, who were almost always young men, were chewed up and spit out without either governments or the Church doing much, if anything, to protect them. This story does capture that narrative, and it does so competently, but the performances seemed flat and the story was told in a somewhat plodding manner. Heck, the going was so slow and the performances sufficiently uninspiring that I fell asleep for awhile, only to be awoken by a woman who was sitting next to me because I was snoring! I will not watch this film again. It is a snore.