is definitely my favorite movie so far in the entire course. While the citizens of this town may be peculiar to the majority, I found myself connecting on an equally strange level. I laughed at many of the early scenes. It wasn’t a mocking laugh, but rather a realization that we all look a little strange when we do the things that make us happy or make sense to us. The man who talks about the mule in his pond has a fascination with animals that reminds me of when I was a child, and his makeshift cages allow him that same sense of amateur biology as a kid with a magnifying glass standing over a pile of ants. I can’t really dislike him for holding the possum by the tail, because he simply doesn’t know any better.
There is seemingly a contradiction with the Turkey hunter discussing how smart and beautiful the turkey is. The immediate question to ask is “Then why are you killing them?” But Morris lets it go, and as we see more of the hunter, we see that it’s too late for him to get a new hobby, a new lifestyle.
Kurt Vonnegut said “Life is no way to treat an animal.” As much as I like that quote, I think it’s equally applicable to humans.