Had Landesman spent a bit more time on his characters and narrative, he might have made a more watchable movie.

The revelations are unshowy, the emotional clout is stealthy, and JFKologists can rest easy knowing that the project neither engages with nor contradicts their pet preoccupations.

Parkland remains a bystander in the already overcrowded field of films about the events of November 1963.

Try though he may have, Landesman has assassinated his own movie with a magical bullet, a bullet dosed with an extremely effective audience-tranquilizer.