Netflix's "Hostage" Fails to Hold the Audience Captive | TV/Streaming | Roger Ebert
Briefly

British Prime Minister Abigail Dalton faces a crisis when her doctor husband, Alex Anderson, is kidnapped in French Guyana while working with Doctors Without Borders. Kidnappers demand Dalton's resignation or the hostages will die, forcing Dalton and French President Vivienne Toussaint to weigh family, national interest, and personal ambition. A planned French rescue is aborted after Toussaint is blackmailed with a damning video, creating a tense deadlock. Performances attempt to bring energy to flat material, but the overall tone remains unremarkable and leaning toward dullness. Plot specifics are tightly restricted by embargoes.
There are times in a TV critic's life when a series to which they are assigned inspires them to write reams of text, sometimes because said series is good, sometimes because it's bad. Then there is what I like to call critic purgatory, when the series inspires nothing. Neither impressive nor dreadful, the series is adrift in the doldrums of artistry. If they handed out Emmys for dull television, then I am certain "Hostage," a limited British series now airing on Netflix, would make a clean sweep.
The bromidic particulars: British Prime Minister Abigail Dalton (Suranne Jones) is dealing with the National Health Service's critical shortage of cancer drugs when she learns her doctor husband, Alex Anderson (Ashley Thomas), has been kidnapped in French Guyana while working with Doctors Without Borders. The kidnappers issue a demand: either Dalton resigns from her post, or her husband and his colleagues will die. By a strange coincidence, Dalton is attending a summit with French President Vivienne Toussaint ( Julie Delpy) on that very day!
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