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You know him?”
“Not socially. His name’s Jaws, he kills people.
W. Blake Herron’s charmingly bizarre story of a Southern patriarch’s death becomes aggravating when the writer-director begins attaching purpose and validity. Until then, we know only that Murtis Whit has cut off her dead husband’s ear with a scissors, storing it in a small box and sucking it in private; that there’s an old camel named Robert E. living in the barn; and that the dead man has been visiting his grandson and introducing him to the Whit forefathers, all of whom have, in one way or another, embellished their rather sad and regretful lives for posterity. They’re enchanting subplots, enhanced by the Whit family’s outward simplicity. But once these elements of fantasy have been explained away, the movie sinks, fast and regrettably.
by Adam Balz | Source: Lions Gate DVD
04 Mar 2007 2:56 PM | Submit Comment
