Places in the Heart

Sentimental Hollywood crap, a popular description that conjures up some very specific imagery for me. Imagery that maps perfectly on Places in the Heart. This type of cinema is truly the bottom of the barrel, the kind of grotesque that I cannot handle. To each his own of course.

Edna Spalding sees her life falling to pieces when her husband is shot dead by accident and she has to pay off the loan for their farm all by herself. She has two kids to take care of, luckily a wandering man decides to help her farm some cotton, in return for a roof over his head. Not all is lost for this family.

The cinematography is dreary, the performances are stern and lacking emotion, whereas the plot is just gushing with sentiment. None of the emotions feel earned, the film is way too long and the ending is horrid. No doubt there's an audience for these types of films, I would rather stay away as far as possible.