there's been a lot of movies coming out recently about filmmakers excavating their own mythologies, the results have mostly pleased me but all films, to some degrees, work within the framework of figuring out how many teaspoons of sentimentality and historical accuracy and/or reviosinism go into portraying the first blows of the cruel adult world, and eventually finding the thunderbolt that dispels the clouds: the passion for art. it's not that "the long day closes" is any different in that…
An old-timey rom-com happening in an erupting volcano of the American empire, a thomas pynchon sub-plot enveloped in warm apple pie...SOUTHLAND TALES but played with no side-winks or irony, just some home-grown sentimental sincerity for your sweet aunts and uncles. the more I think about I can't believe it exists. hard not to love!!!