Cam’s review published on Letterboxd:
”He sure ain’t the preacher I was hoping for”
Complete with shades of Bill Paxton’s Frailty and a second rate Shawshank narration this film feels way too sprawling to be a great movie and way too short to be a great story.
The intertwining pieces are all interesting on their own, but I’m not sure how well they worked as a jumbled narrative stew. It felt like this material was begging to be mini-series, where each episode could fully explore it’s own storyline as part of the overarching theme. If done right, I think that would’ve been more impactful and had me coming back again and again to find out where it was going, rather wondering where and when it was all going to end.
”That ain’t an accident, Roy…
That sounds like a crazy person who killed his wife”