3 Years Late

I'm 3 three years late to Chrystal, the film by Ray McKinnon and Lisa Blount. I wish I had known to see it in the theater. What an amazing, heartbreaking (yet you crack a smile and laugh a few times) film. It brought me into the South the same way Dorothy Allison's words do and not in that rebel-flag-waving caricature way that we too often see in the movies.

I don't think the soundtrack is available, so instead I just bought Roscoe Holcomb's a capella Moonshiner and Dock Boggs singing Sugar Baby, though I'd much prefer to have a copy of Lisa Blount singing it on the porch.

Meanwhile my 2007 Oxford American movie edition is floating around and its dvd has a clip of McKinnons' The Accountant that I should check out.

Chrystal was one of the most real films I've seen in a long time.