Jack’s review published on Letterboxd:
They’re judging themselves!
No body, no crime. Am I right? Strong words from the great poet that is Taylor Swift.
Where The Crawdads Sing has all of the makings of a southern crime film. Romance, bare feet in the moss, heavy southern accents, a southern judge that says “I do deter”, and murder! Moss Girl is the gossip girl in town with a family that left her. Each romantic relationship ends in tragedy. The flashback scenes set in 50s reminded me of those early 2000’s based on a book films. Obviously The Notebook is the blueprint of this tale.
Daisy Edgar-Jones does a fine job playing a southern hobo woman. Harris Dickinson struggles to keep up with the southern accent but he’s ight in this. The film is just fine coasting with the mystery of who murdered the Moss Girl’s lover. Revelations are slowly revealed through court testimonies and it pretty much ends in a predictable way.
Anyways, the most interesting part of this story is the actual parallels of the author’s story. As of right now, Delia Owens is wanted for the murder of a poacher in my home country of Zambia. I find it hilarious to see through the cracks of Owen’s own testimony of the killing. Its almost like poetry…. And it rhymes!