Perhaps it's not possible to translate the gonzo narrator, leading us into a dark-edged forest and getting lost with us, to cinema. Perhaps the material really cried out for a documentary treatment.

Fares best as a careful portrait of a woman unravelling in an extreme manner.

Naming the film after the book seems to me a rather cynical exercise in brand association - moreso considering Garner herself was not involved, did not attend the premiere, and seems to have distanced herself from the film.

Eliminating all the complexities that could make the film a gripping ride into a singular aspect the human psyche as well as a fascinating glimpse into the limitations of our justice system, Dounoukos has drained the film of its potential impact