Little enough has been done to liberate Horton Foote's Golden Age teleplay from its staginess. Nothing at all has been done to update the piece, and if it weren't for the period production (a trifle over-fussy, in fact) and the sharply-etched photography of Fred Murphy, there might be a feeling of unindustriousness about the whole project. It's meant to function mainly as a showcase for Geraldine Page, as the bustling, hymn-singing old lady in the flower-print housedress, who has been trying for five years to go back and visit her bump-in-the-road hometown. It does function as that: she goes to town in more than one sense. Richard Bradford arrives on the scene very late, is given almost nothing to work with (he's a man just doing his job, again in more than one sense: small-town Texas sheriff and very subordinate supporting player), and makes a great impression. With John Heard, Carlin Glynn, and Rebecca De Mornay; directed by Peter Masterson. (1985) — Duncan Shepherd
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