“A good way to get et up by hogs…” A couple of thoughts after seeing Winter’s Bone for a second time.

[Sort of spoilery.  Read at your own risk.  I would hate to ruin this film for anyone.]

The first time, the overwhelming dread that suffused nearly every scene served to obscure the fact that Ree’s conversation with her crazy, silent mother – “Just this one time, help me.  Tell me what I should do.” – is a prayer. To an apparently silent, possibly absent God.  But of course, Ree’s prayer is answered.  All she has to do is throw caution to the winds, sacrifice her body, perform acts that most people wouldn’t think themselves capable of, and abandon her own self to the point where she can say “Help me or kill me” with perfect equanimity.  Then lo and behold…

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