“I’m still thinking about it a few days later”
Yeah, me too. Whew, that was a tough film to watch. About the time she gave herself… and then… well, let’s put it this way, I had to turn it off for awhile. I think it bothered me for all the same reasons it would bother anybody else: the absolute desolation, loneliness, societal pressures, a faith that wasn’t working… and a man who was an admitted coward from the git-go and even upon his redemption, he is still a fuck-up, just another well-intentioned alcoholic. But it bothers me even more because I meet so many people out here in the same boat—worthless pieces of shit for people who leave debris fields of such immense collateral damage populated by the innocents who are either blind-sided or just can’t get out of their way in time—and these guys are rarely aware of it because they are so anaesthetized. I could hardly get through this film.
So, on a couple of levels, it got personal. The one haunting thought I have is I wonder how many women, unsung, had lived lives such as Swank’s character—and how many women in my maternal family line, the panhandle Texans and Oklahomans, had suffered in those empty wastelands among men whose behaviour and emotional skill set were perfect for survival in that environment, but were totally inadequate as partners to the more sensitive, intelligent women stuck out there like the heroine in this story.
Great acting, excellent direction and cinematography—especially those longshots of lonely stretches of wide, empty steppe—as empty as these people’s lives. And here is this one good person, so promising, so deserving, so brave, so hungry to share her life with somebody and so alone…
Hollywood money likes happy endings. They always have. The storyline breaks a huge unwritten rule at about 1hr 20 mins into the film and it is almost unforgivable to do that which I cannot reveal here because it’s a spoiler. You just don’t do that to a beloved main character in American films. The feeling in Hollywood is that Amerca, the land of Paxil and Prozac, won’t pay to sit through something even more depressing than their own lives. So, I can see why they may not have wanted to risk marketing capital on this film and so it has languished in this market. All the more reason why Swank and Jones should be lauded for the bravery that it took to bring this project to fruition.
There have been many American film productions that have suffered the same fate. Sometimes they become sleepers, then cult classics. With the Palm d’Or behind it, and some word of mouth, maybe this one will eventually get more play.