The Carolina back country, deep in the Depression. An outsider (a newly widowed clockmaker with a daughter and a pet pig) abandons his truck in midstream, and follows a plume of chimney smoke to a kind of Madonna of the Mountains (Kelly McGillis), who clearly patronizes a different hairdresser and tanning salon than the rest of these flea-ridden hill folk. The tear-jerk moment most likely to jerk a laugh instead: McGillis, listing backwards in the doorframe after giving up her illegitimate child: "Mah ahms fill so lot." (Lillian Gish might have pulled it off for D.W. Griffith, as long as she didn't have to be heard.) But Kurt Russell, as the interloper, can do no wrong (but then, he doesn't have to do an accent), and his profession is interesting, and the story is eventful, and the atmosphere is rich, if a bit luscious. With Lloyd Bridges, Mitchell Ryan, and Amelia Burnette; directed by Ted Kotcheff. (1989) — Duncan Shepherd
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