The movie hints at a riveting story but is incapable of delivering it.
Given these actors and the ravishing decrepitude of the locations and costumes and the lustrous cinematography of Oliver Wood, I found it more than watchable the whole way through.
Equally bloated and scatterbrained.
"Child 44" is involving despite itself.
[An] unrelentingly grim, plodding, and close-to-incoherent adaptation of Tom Rob Smith's best-selling mystery.
It's as tedious as a bottomless bowl of borscht.
What "Child 44" most resembles is a rushed and crowded pilot for a television drama.
The usual serial-killer thriller in Soviet drag.
Ultimately, what we have is a bloated, grim, underwhelming affair, which is unfortunate - because the movie starts out with a lot going for it.