Review: Mothering Sunday — Movies for the Rest of Us with Bill Newcott |  The Saturday Evening Post

Netflix’s Quietest New Period Drama Is Also Its Most Devastating

There’s no sweeping score to tell you how to feel.
No grand declarations of love.
No moment designed to go viral.

And yet, this new period drama now streaming on Netflix may be one of the most emotionally bruising films the platform has released in years.

Set in the fragile aftermath of war, the film unfolds slowly, deliberately—like a wound that refuses to close. It doesn’t shout its pain. It lets it settle.

Performances That Barely Move — and Break You Anyway

At the center are Olivia Colman and Colin Firth, delivering performances so restrained they feel almost dangerous.

This is acting by subtraction.

A pause instead of a confession.
A glance instead of an apology.
A silence heavy enough to collapse a room.

They play two people bound by a love that survived the violence of war—but couldn’t survive the quiet damage of time. What’s left between them isn’t passion. It’s memory. And regret. And all the things that were never said when they still mattered.

A Story About What Comes After

Mothering Sunday — FILM REVIEW

Most war romances end when the fighting stops.

This one begins there.

The film is less interested in what the characters endured during conflict than in what they carry afterward. The weight of survival. The cost of choices made too young. The slow realization that some losses don’t announce themselves—they simply become permanent.

There are no villains here. No easy blame. Just people living with the consequences of who they were when the world was falling apart.

Why It Hurts So Much

What makes this film devastating isn’t tragedy—it’s recognition.

Anyone who has ever wondered what if
Anyone who has ever met a former love and felt the distance
Anyone who knows the ache of time doing what no enemy could

This story understands that kind of pain.

It’s slow.
It’s haunting.
And it’s emotionally unforgiving.

The camera lingers where most films would cut away, trusting the audience to sit with discomfort. To feel the space between words. To notice how much history can live in a single look.

Not a Crowd-Pleaser — A Quiet Reckoning

Mothering Sunday | Sony Pictures Classics

This isn’t a film for multitasking. It demands attention and rewards patience. Some viewers may find it too subdued. Others will find it unforgettable.

Because this is not a movie about love conquering all.

It’s about love that endured… and still wasn’t enough.

The Kind of Film That Stays

When the credits roll, there’s no sense of closure—only understanding. The kind that lingers. The kind that follows you into the next day.

Netflix didn’t market this as a major release. There’s no hype machine pushing it into your feed.

But for viewers who find it, the impact is lasting.