"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Finding higher ground.

My last few Netflix deliveries have been very disappointing. From the ridiculously derivative Blood, Guts, Bullets and Octane to the so totally unwatchable I didn't even try to watch it Dead Man, I have not been the happiest monkey with the quality of my past self's film choices.

Thankfully, Northfork is a really, really odd movie. Is is also really good.

The cinematography, costuming, and premise are all excellent. The incredible strangeness of the story and its various sub-plots work really well next to the backdrop of 1950s era dustbowl nowhere.

James Woods is, as always, totally awesome.

Nick Nolte as a priest is... great, actually. More than a little frightening, that.

I kept expecting Darryl Hannah to get naked and strangle someone with her thighs. Twenty years later, I'm really glad she didn't.


July 19, 2007 12:05 AM