I don't know why nobody is talking about this film. What starts out as a Catherine Cookson-esque costume drama in the Outer Hebrides during the First World War, complete with love triangles and suppressed passion - the kind of twee romance you've seen a thousand times before - morphs into something dark, gripping and gut-wrenchingly painful that leaves you exhausted but strangely uplifted by the end credits.
The power of this film lies in its authenticity and its ability to get into the skin of a character and allow you to see the world through her eyes. For an actress, it's the role of a lifetime, and Hermione Corfield is phenomenal, bringing you along with her through every trauma and every heartbreak. It is this central performance that really elevates the material to something that stands out from the crowd.
It's not for everyone. It moves at a slow and sedate pace, lingering in the landscape and giving scenes the space to breathe. And a warning: it can be quite triggering if you've experienced past traumas. But ultimately, this is a story about survival and about resilience in the face of the agonies women are often faced with. The only negative is the rather saccharin final scene. If they'd ended it a scene earlier, I'd probably give this a ten. But it is inspired by a true story, so perhaps it's true to life. The Road Dance certainly deserves a wider audience.
