Harvest (2024) review

Walter Thirsk (Caleb Landry Jones), his love interest Kitty Gosse (Rosy McEwen) and several others live in a remote Scottish village watched over by Master Kent (Harry Melling), they capture three individuals - including Mistress Beldam (Thalissa Teixeira) - that they accuse of stealing, Kent hires Quill (Arinzé Kene) to paint maps of the territory ... but then Kent's cousin Edmund (Frank Dillane) appears with the goal of taking the land.  The 16mm cinematography by Sean Price Williams (who's also a director) is quite nice, lovingly capturing the flowing fields and lending it an antiquated appearance, and Jones is well-cast as the kind but deeply flawed "hero" of the tale (which was adapted from the novel by Jim Crace), except it takes half the running time for anything resembling a real "story" to slightly emerge and the statements it's trying to make - mostly about how capitalism ruins society, racism is terrible (Quill is of African descent) and the way inaction in the face of a threat leads to ruin - aren't exactly revelatory, either.  This might be the first film I've seen in which someone perishes by being drowned in fresh urine ... and I have to tell you that there are probably worse ways to go.