![]() ![]() ![]() The uncanny similarity to Delia Owens own life is also quite intriguing (Conservationist Delia is also wanted for questioning in Zambia for a man's murder). Running parallel to Kya's life story flashbacks to the 50s, is also a trial for her boyfriend's (Harris Dickinson) murder in 1969. Of course, then there is the murder plot that actually kickstarts the story. It's easy to forget that this is a story about isolation and abandonment and it should not be making you jealous of the slow life she's got going for herself. ![]() Amid all these pretty scenes, it is easy to forget that the girl hasn't eaten in days and is surviving on manual labour each day. The house she lives in, all on her own, without a grain of food or even electricity, looks like any cottagecore enthusiast's dream. Almost each scene is picture-perfect, including the shades of her dresses, too pretty to have been found in a church's donation pile. The scenes are flushed with shades of marshy greens, blue water, white sand and the colourful creatures she loves to draw. However, she does have a talent for painting pretty pictures of everything and anything she finds in that marsh. She doesn't have the skirts, shoes or the strength to battle the bullies at her school, which means she also grows up illiterate. She had to raise herself by selling fresh mussels from the swamp she calls home. It presents a childhood-to-death story of a woman, Kya (Daisy Edgar-Jones), who was abandoned by her abused mother, abusive father and scared siblings at a very young age. Shot at perhaps the most beautiful marshland you can ever imagine, Where The Crawdads Sing is an adaptation of Delia Owen's bestseller book and is set in North Carolina of the 1950s and 60s. (Also read: Beast movie review: Idris Elba fights a lion and common sense in Hollywood's latest survival drama ) ![]() And sorry, but I don't buy Daisy Edgar-Jones, in all her cute outfits, perfect hair, and idyllic home, trying to sell me abject poverty, abandonment, trauma and childhood abuse. Now I am all for watching stunning visuals, pretty frocks, gorgeous film stars on screen but it comes at the cost of believability. So when things start looking a bit too beautiful, too surreal, too dreamy, the human mind naturally distances it from reality. The one thing to know about dreams is that they are not real. ![]()
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