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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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Una película independiente, que refleja el alma del actor principal, la existencia humana, la fe en Dios y el ambiente somnoliento de Memphis. No se canta mucho, no pasan muchas cosas, el ritmo es soporífero/hipnótico, la fotografía es poco inventiva, y lo único que realmente se aprecia son los auténticos no actores, que son francamente geniales en algunos momentos (especialmente en la forma en que se expresan). Las mejores son probablemente las dos o tres historias con ideas filosóficas que se cuentan en la película, entre ellas «me corrí en la arcilla» y «encontré un cuchillo clavado en mi pecho» (que no es una hipérbole, en realidad hay un mensaje profundo en ellas, y son divertidas). Por desgracia, no puede decirse lo mismo del resto de la película. Por suerte sólo dura 80 minutos.
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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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