The protagonist is a sweet,likeable person but the story is not set up well, we jump into hearing this woman talk about herself and history, and other people talk about her but no reason why. Then she's off on a genealogical trip with some vague suggestion about getting closer to her father, at least as much as I could guess. Nothing is explained well. The music is grand, sweeping, and overdramatic for something I've been given no reason to have an emotional connection to. Then she's challenged by some news that strangely mirrors some history in her father's family that was quickly brushed over and the connection is never made the whole movie, to me that was the connective point, that her father likely wasn't even a Winthrop. But is was missed. This whole movie was pointless.

Wowsa. I didn't know what to expect from this film. And I would NEVER have predicted how The Last Winthrop would morph from that British lineage to...well, --SPOILERS-- so you have to watch yourself.

DNA vs family vs culture vs place. Or is it all of the above? Again, those #Ancestry tests pull back the veils in surprising ways.

But I sort of love that the storied Winthrop lineage path leads to a very unexpected branch point. I'm trying to imagine what John Winthrop would think of this, and if he could have even imagined it.

Funny twist: I am writing this from John Winthrop's settled land, his Ten Hills property area. I have a Winthrop family map of my neighborhood in my living room. I think a lot about the history and place where I live. And the weight of the legacy, mixed with the drive to make the future better.

Small world, really.