Bobby's the best of a pretty grim bunch in this disappointing depiction of an American dynasty
"You Brits will love the Kennedy story. It has all the pomp, sex, money and power struggles you expect from us colonials. Jackie was our queen, Jack our prince. All very royal in an American way."
Whoosh. What a disappointment. I was far too keen to watch The Kennedys. Spurred both by its documentation-via-paparazzi (that's what happens when you cast Katie Holmes as Jackie) and subsequent American cancellation (purportedly) at the hands of an irate Kennedy clan, I had invested levels of excitement usually reserved for HBO's Next Big Thing. This couldn't have been less appropriate. The Kennedys is many things – lusciously filmed, richly sound tracked – but exciting isn't one of them. Neither is good.
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