A profound telling. From the very beginning of this film the writer and director make us aware something is coming. Each piece of Marie Colvin's story is measured against a countdown to Homs. As neither British or American (nor a reader of print media) I was unaware of Marie Colvin's journalism, so the details of her life were unknown to me, but, I knew Homs was the destination of this film. I was a participant in a journey. Matthew Heinman, who, as a documentarian, had taken his camera into the midst of war ravished lives, completely transported me into the heart of darkness. Rosamund Pike's Marie Colvin was the fulcrum of that drive. When, inevitably, we collided with the horror of Homs, we were entirely present. In the theatre there was dead silent and as the credits rolled, none of us wanted to move. We knew we had witnessed something profound. In Canada, we have outstanding female journalists (#adriearsenault #NahlahAyed) who go into the heart of human misery to report, back to us, the truth as they experience it. This film made me ask, what duty do we owe to them for the wounds they bear for us all? I give this film a 9 (important) out of 10. [BioPic of a War Correspondent]