Not often that we see a true look into the wilder side of film-making. This is one of those rare glimpses into the world of a truly genuine director, for better or worse. David Gordon Greene's latest film is quite esoteric, to be nice, and this is an overdue journey into the process of his madness. Greene looks like a nineteen year old in a southern candy shop. The shop being set in 70s-era Savannah, Georgia, complete with swamps, old man's beard, Spanish moss, and boar's head on the dinner table. Greene's ragtag fraternity of friends and schoolmates (many dating back to the days of George Washington) battle the elements, the south, the cast, the crew, and just about anything, and anyone, capable of impeding the process of renegade film-making in this completely genuine behind-the-scenes vignette.
