Last Kind Words

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Starring: Brad Dourif, some adults, some teenagers and a dog.

Review in a nutshell: This is a ghost story about redneck stereotypes that brings WHOLE new meaning to dating from the family tree.

First off, if you don’t know who Brad Dourif is by name, trust me you know him by face. This is one of the few times I’ve seen a director let Brad Dourif look normal. I’m used to seeing him with crazy hair, no eye brows or stains on his lips. The handle bar mustache he rocked in this film was a nice change.

One of the other things I liked about this movie was that it is NOT another movie where parents move their family half way across the country for a fresh start in a rural area with minimal emergency services. It’s close, but it actually makes more sense. This guy brought his family to a friend’s (Brad Dourif) farm in the Kentucky backwoods after losing his job. It makes me crazy when people move away from all the conveniences of civilization and are then surprised when it takes forever to get help.

Slow as it was, I found this one interesting and didn’t completely regret watching it. HOWEVER, it still earned an entry in this blog.

The dad is a stereotypical abusive redneck drunk. His son Eli is a fairly typical southern kid kinda pissed that he’s been dragged out into the Kentucky backwoods. Eli’s best friend is a very normal city girl who hates her step dad. The farmer Waylan (Dourif) has lots of land, antiques, and debt to a local loan shark. The ghost is Waylan’s sister who was murdered by her brother for not wanting to sleep with him. Oh and Waylan also killed their father in a hunting accident caused by a ghost of a Civil War era slave. There’s a mom but she’s kind of a place holder.

Anyway, Eli and the ghost fall in love and make out a few times. Waylan gets jealous and eventually kills himself by hanging himself with the rope his sister’s corpse is STILL hanging from. He does this so he can, I SHIT YOU NOT, rape the ghost of his sister. Eli saves her by cutting them down thereby putting both of their spirits to rest. Waylan had a magic redneck ability of making a noose from the tiny bit of rope above a noose. AND he did it without cutting his sister down because THAT would have ruined all of his ghost rape plans.

Then, Eli kills himself instead of running away with the very much alive girl who loves him. He prefers to become a restless spirit and wander around picking up hot chicks whose parents rent from his mother. I’m assuming that at some point he saw or read Twilight.

Where I found it: Netflix

How much I paid for it: 87 minutes

My Favorite Line: I am way more pathetic than you’ll ever be Ida. ~ Waylon to Eli’s Mom

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  1. My husband made me watch this with him because it was expiring on Netflix. I tried to explain to him that even Netflix doesn’t want it anymore so why put ourselves through the torment but then I saw Brad Dourif’s name and gave it a chance anyway. Big mistake. I should have just read your review first. That’s an hour and a half of my life I can’t get back.

  2. I actually really liked this movie. I like giving low budget movies a chance and I’m really glad I did for this one. Yeah the ending got way weird but I think they just wanted to show how deranged Waylon really was. Obviously he was messed up, we got that from the first five minutes. And hey if Eli fell in love with a ghost, let him be with the ghost. And there isn’t a movie in the world that could be worse than Twilight in my opinion. But I guess that’s what all of this is, an opinion. Mine, yours, whoever’s. Again, in my opinion if you start a movie and you don’t like it or think it’s stupid, don’t waste your hour and a half shut it off.

    1. Thanks for the comment! I’ve been hearing from a number of friends that they enjoyed it, so I’m pleased to have a different opinion posted here. One of those friends will be reviewing it on her blog eventually, and I’ll update with a link once she does.

      As for shutting movies off, I suck at that. My curiosity always gets the better of me.

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