Where the Crawdads Sing: Murder Mystery hits a lot of low notes with its romances and smooth ecological overtones

Where the Crawdads Sing – 15A, 125 minutes

first things first. Crawdads are crayfish, an elusive small lobster once common in the marshes of North Carolina. Do they sing? I suspect it’s a poetic metaphor, something that this film portrays positively. Directed by Olivia Newman, produced by Reese Witherspoon, Where the Crawdads sing based on the novel by Delia Owens, an American publishing phenomenon, which has sold 12 million copies to date.

Since this is Owens’ debut novel, and she wrote it in her 70s, the book’s success would have been a good story if it hadn’t been for the dark shadow left by the legacy of preserving the open family. her expansion in Africa, which was accused of being involved in a policy killing of poachers. But never mind that, or any of the other scandalous issues like domestic violence, racism, or social inequality in the old south, because this is a fantasy movie, a silly comedy with smooth ecological overtones.

Butterflies and CGI herons swoop in as we head into the swamps of Barkley Cove, circa 1969, but all is not well in the world of men. A body has been found, identified as Chase Andrews (Harris Dickinson), a former high school soccer star, named ass, and a young man about town, who was discovered with his head at a crime scene without a clue. That doesn’t stop the local police from pinning the murder on Katherine ‘Kya’ Clarke (Daisy Edgar-Jones), a wild young woman who lives alone in the swamp and is despised and feared by the townspeople.

The ‘swamp girl’ was hunted down, imprisoned and brought to trial with the thinnest of circumstantial evidence. Retired attorney Tom Milton (David Strathairn) smells a rat, and offers to defend her. When he shows Kya’s kindness, she opens her heart and tells him her extraordinary story.

The youngest of five siblings, Kya was raised in a swamp shack and lived in fear of her violent and unpredictable father (Garret Dillahunt). When the girl was just six years old, her mother left, followed by her siblings. And at the age of 10, Kya was completely abandoned.

Forced to support herself, she learns to harvest mussels from a nearby beach and sell them to Jumpin’ (Sterling Macer Jr.), a kind-hearted African-American who runs a gas station and convenience store. profit. He and his wife Mabel (Michael Hyatt) raise Kya under their protection, but the girl grows up uneducated and wild, unaware of social norms. And when she became a teenager, and her problems with men began.


Daisy Edgar-Jones in Where the Crawdads Sing

Local boy Tate (Taylor John Smith) is a good guy at first. After discovering Kya in the swamp, he teaches her how to read and write, and is amazed at her knowledge of nature, her skill as an artist. But Kya has trust issues, which become more complicated when Tate starts college and dumps her under the lustful eyes of Chase Andrews, a jovial monomaniac.

See Where the Crawdads sing, I was reminded of the popular fruit-packed John Grisham adaptations of the 1990s, epic horror films with bogged down standard plots and contrived social consciousnesses. This is like the movies just slower and, after a relatively compositional opening and a tour stopping in Kya Dickensian’s childhood, the film gets mired in her various romances, causing the entire case scenario to fend for itself.

In a sense, it’s a story without danger, and the late ‘mess’ is not surprising at all. It lay still, like everything else in this blurred and overwritten film, on the surface, gliding along the smooth and uninvestigated swampy waters. Something akin to a miracle, therefore, is that Daisy Edgar-Jones imbued her fragile character with visible depth and soul. While saying nothing, she tries to allude to the pain associated with growing up being despised, and on the surface of things.

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Then again, everyone in this movie looks their best when speechless.

Rating: Two stars

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