Director: John Sayles
(1992)
I found this film to be quite boring, actually. It had potential to be amazing as the story was truly a well-written one, I just don't think that it was executed properly. I have a problem with starting movies and not finishing them so watching this film felt more like an obligation than a voluntary film viewing experience.
For one thing there is hardly any music in the film. The only relief from the lack of any musical notes is during the scene changes which clearly denotes the change of the scene and is completely obvious to me. It's as if the director wants to call the veiwer's attention to the scene changes, this makes watching the film tedious and it moves much slower than other more interesting films.
There were a few favorable things in the film: Angela Bassett (she's one of my favorites!), Alfre Woodard's character (I'm so accustomed to her playing some neck rolling, hot tempered, ghetto girl [see Crooklyn], not a mild, vunerable ex-drug addict, and May-Alice regaining that southern accent during the course of the film.
134 minutes of film and those are the only things I enjoyed. hm. Oh, besides the Title.
4.15.2007
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