My son Jeremy called this one of the best movies he's ever seen.
I saw it with him and enjoyed it mightily. The cinematography is simply a delight. Daniel Day Lewis is fascinating as the curmudgeon oilman.
I'm starting to notice that the independent film makers who are now making these huge production movies have stopped telling stories per se. They seem content--nay, they are INTENT upon leaving lots of loose ends hanging for the individual movie goer to piece together as he will. What seems to be their emphasis is not the plot of a tale, but the telling itself: make it beautiful, make it arcane. May people wake up the next morning thinking about it.
There is in the movie a conflict between the unbelieving oilman and an enthusiastic pentecostal preacher boy. I won't print a spoiler, but suffice it to say that in the end, I sided with the oilman. Well, except that grisly business at the end.
I'm FINished!
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I saw all but the last 15 minutes today. The mock conversion scene was precious. "Give me the blood so I can get the hell out of here!"
I want to see it again from a real print...this internet TV bidness doesn't cut it for real art.
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