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“A visual feast, a prayer – it carried me on a journey into the heart of things and put me out on the other side. Reordering, reorienting.”


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Festivalgoer



One of seven Vanguard Gems—unique and exciting don’t miss movies from some of the festival’s most innovative artists.


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Holly Herrick, Sarasota Film Festival



“an entirely different breed”
General Orders No. 9
Brian Miller, Seattle Weekly

Sometimes a documentary can be too clear—too many experts, too many graphics, too many pins in the butterfly. Robert Persons’ oddball doc about urban sprawl and Southern U.S. history is an entirely different breed. It is a poetic film of fragments and long-held images, musty relics and partially excerpted old speeches. The title comes from Gen. Robert E. Lee’s farewell address to his defeated troops, but the elegiac tone hardly seems like a tribute to the Confederate South and its injustices. Quoth the narrator, “The Lord loves a broken spirit; pray that we are well broken.” Is this Lee’s language or Persons’? We’re left to guess. What’s being mourned is the old, simple hub-and-spoke model of county seats and dusty roads connecting farmsteads. The North isn’t the enemy, but paved highways and interstates. And the agrarian South, with its underlying model of slave labor, can’t be revived. “You are not a witness to the ruin,” we’re told. “You are the ruin.” There’s no going back, only documentation, only tracings on the old map. The mood is rueful, like a cross between the movie Junebug and the band Lambchop: a hymn sung at a funeral for someone you never knew when he was living, but you’re sad to see him dead.

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