Not recommended. It breaks my heart to pan any movie using the brilliant Viola Davis. And a story about Southern white girls and their Black surrogate mommies is as intriguing now as it was in Margaret Mitchell’s day. But no one needs more, crudely manipulative, all’s-well-that-ends-well silliness on race relations. The most obvious wrong is the lovely Emma Stone, anachronistically costumed and coiffed like a 2011 Ol’ Miss associate professor. Director/writer Tate Taylor sets her against the correctly bouffantted Daughters of the Confederacy in a battle lacking shades of either blue or grey. Jessica Chastain is again wonderful, this time as a latter-day Baby Doll. Octavia Spencer is also fine as the more uppity, maid-pal of Ms Davis but her comedy leans to heavy on the Tyler Perry school and her fecal tart was just repulsive. Many lovely blossoms here but this inauthentic effort wilts in the delta heat.
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