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A divine musician and drifter by nature has some music to record but he lacks sufficient motivation. He'd rather wander aimlessly around the mythic city of Memphis absorbed in dreams, as if just a few steps from entering another dimension. He sees the town as a godforsaken spot shaded by a lush canopy of oaks, whose delapidated buildings are only good for a pack of kids. In the spirit of myth-imbued southern spirituality, we are presented with a modern version of a folktale inspired by a Memphis legend about blessed and cursed singer O. V. Wright, who fell from grace and was buried in an unmarked grave. In this deliriously compelling visual interpretation, the fragmented and surreal journey details the search for the soul of a musician played by Willis Earl Beal, enigmatic singer-songwriter of raw ballads. "This was an incredibly difficult performance for Willis because it is him, but it absolutely is not him, but it is him," director Tim Sutton remarked with a touch of mystery. (Karlovy Vary International Film Festival)
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An independent film reflecting the soul of the lead actor, human existence, faith in God and the sleepy atmosphere of Memphis. There's not much singing in the film, or much going on. The tempo is sleepy/hypnotic, the camera is not particularly inventive and the only thing you will really appreciate are the authentic non-actors, who are sometimes really cool (especially in terms of how they express themselves). The best parts of the film are two or three stories with a philosophical idea, which are told in the film, among other things on the topic of "I made myself into the dirt" and "I found a knife stabbed in my chest" (which is not an exaggeration, in fact they really do have a deep message and they are fun). Unfortunately, the same cannot be said about the rest of the film. Luckily, it only has an 80 minute runtime.
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(49th KVIFF) If I’d stayed for the debate and had the cojones, I would have told the actor’s delegate that people didn’t leave the theatre because it was a “demanding, but lyrically beautiful film that rewards an attentive and focused viewer”, but because it’s an insufferable, boring piece of shit about nothing. The first, and I hope the last, film that has pissed me off in the festival. One start for the joke about shagging with clay. Amen.
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