A film that works on so many levels that it shouldn't work at all. At first glance, it's "Women and Wallace" without the suicide. Another level, it's an incredible record of the early 1980s in the Southern United States. But, ultimately, it is Sherman's March, the story of a man who felt neither at home in the North or the South, but had love in his heart for both areas (especially the South), that makes the film. This man, accidentally or intentionally, has found a perfect metaphor for those of us who have love each of the unique regions of the USA but never feel fully accepted in any of them.

A quietly brilliant film which exerts more control than is at first apparent.

beta male gaze