How about a Teachers sequel, set in modern day, exploring the school's corrupt decision 34 years ago to cover up the gym teacher's serial sexual predation?
Teaching through negative example, [At Close Range] was invaluable in reminding me not to associate with low-life hillbilly criminals.
"Is [Sean Penn] woke? Or just another stooge for the patriarchy?"
"What does [Dustin Hoffman] think he is, someone who PLAYS MAKE-BELIEVE for a living?!"
Imagine a historically-based 1974 Canadian update of 1972’s Chato’s Land, only concerned more with atmosphere than melodrama, minus the gang rape and graphic torture.
It's all meant to be heavy because the story's loaded with unanswered questions and minimal exposition, but this just felt like inept storytelling glammed up with a glossy polish. And a lot of droning, jangly noise.
Through these different revisions, I'd been twisting my imagination into a veritable pretzel in an attempt to rationalize something unequivocally absurd.