Struggling with her grief, Anglican priest Rebecca Ashton tries to replace her deceased daughter with another girl.
John Jencks’ drama boasts some nice Cornish scenery, but it’s not enough to offset the clunky dialogue, overwrought performances and Richards’ inability to convince us she’s a violin-playing prodigy.
Even good performances can’t stop The Fold from falling out of memory in a puff of second-hand smoke.
McCormack's intelligence has been too long from our screens, but it's wasted on a film that gets sillier and less sympathetic by the minute.
The wrinkles here lie in a contrived plot.
General release. Check local listings for show times.