Eye For Film >> Movies >> White Lightnin' (2009) Film Review
Reviewed by: Keith Hennessey Brown
Its subject, Jesco White, is from a similar kind of southern white rural background to Johnny Cash, but is less well known and far more troubled in terms of drugs, drink, depression and the Devil.
White’s youth was spent looking for whatever kicks he could find, beginning with self-asphyxiation around the age of six before quickly moving onto “huffing” lighter fluid and petrol, drinking whatever he could lay his hands on, injecting crystal meth, and developing a penchant for tattooing and wounding himself.
As far as his father and mother were concerned, Jesco had the Devil in him. Unfortunately, Jesco himself believed this – in his environment, full of fire-and-brimstone preachers, it would be hard not to – and he lived up/down to it.
His sole release was another D, dance, specifically the distinctive form of Appalachian mountain dancing or clogging of which his father, D Ray, was a leading exponent.
Unfortunately, Jesco could never quite keep his devils at bay and wound up in a juvenile detention centre, which he went in and out of for the rest of his adolescence, before being sent to the state mental hospital. The constant on each occasion was a lack of effective therapeutic interventions, the sense that he and the other inmates/patients – the label really made no difference – were individuals who did not matter.
Eventually Jesco was released, albeit into a world of trouble. Most significantly his father had been murdered whilst he was institutionalised.
This fuelled both the positive aspects of Jesco’s being, in his desire to keep his father’s dancing legacy alive, and the negative, in his “eye for an eye” understanding of the Bible.
The conflict between the good and the bad Jesco, or the straight and the intoxicated, is at the core of the remainder of the story, clouding his relationship with his older girlfriend Priscilla and leading inexorably to tragedy.
White Lightnin’ is well directed. Though there are some moments where it feels like technique for the sake of it, most of the tricks within helmer Dominic Murphy’s bag contribute to the overall effect in a more poetic form-is-content way: the black screens between scenes and their suggestion that an indeterminate amount of time has passed, either subjectively or objectively, for Jesco; the bleached out, processed visuals and the sickness and poverty of his (un)natural environment.
It is also nicely acted. As Jesco, Edward Hogg delivers a bold, primal performance. As Priscilla, Carrie Fisher bravely takes on the kind of older woman role that many performers more concerned with their image would likely have declined.
The main problem I had with the film was thus its writing, its treatment of the facts.
On the positive side, White Lightnin’ did encourage me to find out more about Jesco White. It is also true that it is a highly subjective portrait, with many scenes which deliberately confuse real and imagined situations and experiences.
But – and it is a big but – screenwriters Eddy Moretti and Shane Smith play rather too fast and loose with the facts at times. Most notably, the most significant moment in Jesco’s life, the murder of his father, happened when he was in his late 20s rather than his teens as presented here.
Indeed, in general the film-makers seem more comfortable creating a sense of place than they do time. Perhaps the intention is to suggest that nothing really changes in this part of the USA – we may, after all, wonder why D Ray’s success as a dancer didn’t lift his family out of poverty – but a more 1950s or 1960s rather than 1990s feel to the details of trucks, motorcycles and tattoo designs might have helped cement this idea.
If the film’s dark subject matter means it needs to be approached with some caution, it’s also important to emphasise it’s not as bad as it could be. For that, interested parties are recommended to check out Todd Phillips' documentary about outlaw rocker GG Allin, a self-destructive damage case whose train-wreck of a life makes even White look lucky and well-adjusted.Reviewed on: 29 Jun 2009
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