A very rare instance when I couldn't get through a movie. After about 40 minutes I couldn't take any more of the hymn singing and the screaming of these stupid, stupid, unsympathetic characters. I'm not familiar with the play the movie's based on, but Ford's version elicits only disdain for these characters, rather than empathy. And Ford's lapdog, Ward Bond, always creeps me out. After reading his bio, it turns out he was exactly the kind of idiot I expected him to be.
Review of Tobacco Road
