Storm

The rewards of this crisp, resigned drama revisiting the horrors of the Bosnian conflict are the same as its flaws. A laboriously authentic chronicle of a war crimes trial at The Hague, it's almost perversely restrained and untrashy (have no fear: no grisly flashbacks here). Generous time is devoted to the sad truth of comprised negotiations and ethical impasses, yet when the climax finally appears, the contrast in pace makes it seem odd, even abrupt. The spot-on procedural speak doesn't help maintain tension either. The exception to this rule is an unambiguously brilliant, mature central turn by Kerry Fox as the chief prosecutor, passed over for promotion, sleeping with a colleague, and wobbling within as she faces off against slippery thugs and an unsympathetic system. This is a fighter for justice whose bruises we can feel.