A little morsel from a first conception of American Honey.
Both as blunt as its title suggests and strangely elusive, American Honey moves with all the forcefulness of the old van that the film spends so much time in. To describe it as meandering is putting it lightly—at its heart the film is rudderless and nigh-anchorless. Of course, it is difficult to determine whether Arnold thinks of this as a feature or a demerit, and just as hard for the viewer to decide at what points the movie veers into this pitfall. Wildly inconsistent, frequently enervating,
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