Directed by John DeLuise; Starring Peter DeLuise, Jamie Hendrix Colins, Larry Mize, Ron Adams, Emily Carpenter, Victoria Galen, Danny Gilroy, and Lina Summerford Miller |
I have spent the larger duration of my life in metropoli and suburbs. Very little of it has been spent in rural areas like the one I presently reside in. I’ve never really understood the big deal that people make about the countryside, only finding it beautiful in films like Terrence Malick’s Days of Heaven. That is a predisposition that I had when entering Southern Heart. Not only was it about saving farmland, but also set in the Southeast, an area that I have never known or, to tell the truth, loved too much. Southern Heart supposedly touches the heart of any southerner with rich values and an understanding of life. It may have a good message, but that does not make up for the fact that it is a bad film.
Southern Heart is about Collin Jacobs (DeLuise) who travels to Mentone, Alabama, from New York City to buy-up a large piece of land to use on his father’s strip mine business. He arrives in Mentone with a partner that is the official cliché of a cityslicker (Galen). After meeting the locals and spending some time with the fellow (Mize) that is selling the land and his daughter Tommy (Collins), Collin finds himself in love with both the land and Tommy. He must now keep his affection with Tommy and keep her from finding out the real reason that he is buying the land.
This is officially the worst bunch of actors I’ve ever seen. They are terrible. Each line of dialogue is given with a drawl that would automatically hurt their ability, but they also read off the lines with about as much interest as I had in the film. Lucky for this film that I do not have a worst section in the annual Golden Brando awards because this film would easily run off with worst comedic acting ensemble.
The direction is pretty miserable, as well as the screenplay. In other words the films is pretty bad.