The movie, June Bug, is a very American movie, but had the feel of a French film. It was quiet and static with an ambiguous ending.
This is a city mouse/country mouse story. A sophisticated art dealer from the city is trying to sign a primitivist painter from the deep south. Since this is near her new husband's family home he comes along. The art dealer bumbles along, not understanding her newly acquired family's country ways. Her husband is divided between the two worlds.
The protagonist is clearly the art dealer. Her husband is out of focus for most of the movie. But in the end, it is he that is changed by the experience.
A strange, fastinating, out-of-place, out-of-time piece of filmmaking.
- J
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