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Review: Junebug

An art dealer marries a man from backwoods North Carolina. They make a trip there to buy some art and stay with his parents. Throw in some random shots of trees and an empty country home and that’s pretty much it. Nothing happens in this movie. It’s just a slice out of the life of a rich, pretty British woman who is exposed to a backwoods American lifestyle. Like the main character, this movie tries way too hard to be artsy. Not even Amy Adams, who is the only lovable and/or interesting thing in this movie, could keep me from banging my head against the wall with boredom. Adams deserved every bit of her Oscar nomination, but she was like a daisy planted in a concrete slab.

5.2 arbitrary stars, but only for Amy Adams