Well crafted movie detailing a young girl's struggle to avoid suffocation in a small town while still being true to herself, relationships and her yet unknown ambition. The legitimacy of violent and destructive action in relationships is tackled here with aplomb and probably no better portrayed than since the water fountain was tossed in One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest. Also soundtrack is good with riveting improvisations from the guitar man as well as the WD-40s (what a good name for a band) numbers while use of Crimson and Clover song anywhere seduces me every time.
Review of The Fireflies Are Gone
