As Bana's shrink presses Redgrave's
furtive, fretful Rose for details about a life glimpsed in
increasingly lurid fragments, you're tempted to wish all involved had abandoned the script and allowed a venerated performer to reflect on the many and happier acting opportunities that surely constitute her memories, and ours.
Surrounded by emerging epidemics, biological catastrophes, tectonic shifts, savage hurricanes and the
furtive, always looming threat of extinction, our relationship to the world - meant - for - us has become
increasingly complex.