i really don't know whether there's any specific reason to put this boring screenplay into production. there were, of course, some conflicts between and among these characters, but there's nothing special really worth telling about these people, a bunch of southerners and three different species across the Atlantic ocean. a typical formulaic storyline to paint the southerners' stubborn, arrogant yet boring life style that caused the deceased and divorced wife needed to come back where she came from and buried there, an adulterer and unfaithful wife couldn't resist the sudden change of view when she was in england. guess the coming home and burying where you were born was what a native daughter should and would do on her deathbed, her last wish was like john f. Kennedy's widow, then married to the Greek tycoon, although changed her last name to Onassis, but still wish to be buried next to her first husband? what a joke! the whole movie surrounded these stubborn, arrogant and self-righteous deadbeats in a beautiful yet still quite deadbeat countryside town, living in a 'gone-with-the-wind' grandiose mansion full of bad memory and bad taste. and those members of the second generation from both sides also predictably committed one-night-stand adultery and short romance, just like a sudden dust blown up and stirred with a sudden gusty wind, then died down. there's nothing to trace and nothing to trace, just like this boring and deadbeat film. a big yawn that would cause you to have teary eyes suddenly without any emotion.
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