If anything, watching Ain’t Them Bodies Saints reminded me of a far better family tragedy I reviewed earlier this year, The Place Beyond the Pines. No doubt, the scenery was not filmed in such breathtaking splendor, nor was the soundtrack nearly as poetic or memorable. But the storytelling was fresh, inventive and far more compelling, which is exactly what makes Ain’t Them Bodies Saints so frustrating to watch. Talented actors and gorgeous visuals can only carry a movie so far, after all.

CAUTIONS (may contain spoilers):

  • Drugs/Alcohol: Social drinking depicted
  • Language/Profanity: A single “f” bomb, plus a couple of instances where God’s name is paired with da--.
  • Sex/Nudity: A brief, non-graphic scene of childbirth. A man admits he has feelings for a married woman. She rests her head on his shoulder, but there’s no implied sexual encounter.
  • Violence: References to bank robberies and prison escapes. Several scenes involving gunfire lead to fatalities and bloody wounds of varying degrees. A man on the run forces a couple of different civilians to give him a ride by pointing a gun to their head.

Christa Banister is an author and full-time freelancer writer, specializing in music, movies and books-related reviews and interviews and is the author of two novels, Around the World in 80 Dates and Blessed Are the MeddlersBased in Dallas, Texas, she also weighs in on various aspects of pop culture on her personal blog.

Publication date: August 6, 2013