Every once in a while I write a movie or book review, of sorts, telling about something that touched me. Last night we watched "That Evening Sun" and were not disappointed. It is all about Abner Meecham, an aging Tennessee farmer discarded to a nursing facility by his lawyer son, flees the old folks' home and catches a ride back to his country farm to live out his days in peace. Upon his return, he discovers that his son has leased the farm to Abner's old enemy and his white trash family. Not one to suffer fools or go down easy, Abner moves into the old tenant shack on the property and declares that he won't leave until the farm is returned to his possession. But Lonzo Choat, the new tenant, has no intention to move out or give in to the old man's demands. This sets up a ruthless grudge match between Abner and Choat, each man right in his own eyes, each too stubborn to give an inch. Angered by his son's betrayal, and haunted by recurring dreams of his long‐dead wife, Abner sets about his own path toward reclaiming his life. Lines are drawn, threats are made, and the simmering tension under the Southern sun erupts, inevitably, into savagery.
Dixie Carter plays the wife of Abner...we only see her in dream sequences.For those of you who don't know...she is his wife in real life. I wish we had seen more of her. I love the two of them together.
Some of the photography of the Tennessee countryside is breathtaking. I notice the beauty in dried fields and trees and old buildings now that I am blogging. We bloggers see so many beautiful photographs each day in our posts. I've never looked at my world the way I do now...
I felt bad for the old man who was left in the nursing home. I felt that he was taken advantage of when he was down. His son was distant and really had no time for him. I felt my breath quicken when he was walking all that distance. I felt terrible that he had to sleep on an army cot...so uncomfortable for old bones. There is a dog scene that I had a hard time watching. I'm sitting here thinking right now...how can we watch movies where cruelty is to humans, but not want to watch something where animals are abused? We treat some of our old people so terribly in our country. It's no wonder that some are scared of growing old. Look what they might be facing. The hope is that we will grow old gracefully, stay in our homes, have attentive children and grandchildren, keep our wonderful outlook on life, be upbeat and cheerful, keep our faith in God and most of all have a part in making decisions that affect our lives. Let's try to be kind to each other as we grow old and take the time to help each other. We all age...and someday it will be your turn.