Coal Miner’s Daughter (1980)


I reckon I should ‘pologize right quick for the tone of this here review. After havin’ watched this here Coal Miner’s Daughter I am literally thinkin’ with a country drawl. This here’s a movie starring Sissy Spacek (That there girl who done got her period and then killed a heap of folks ’cause of some pig’s blood in Carrie) in the true story of country legend Loretta Lynn and her marriage to Doolittle “Doo” Lynn (Tommy Lee Jones, who’s that feller done got half his face all messed up in Batman Forever) and her introduction to music and rise to country stardom.

Now, if’n you’re like me, you became acquainted with Loretta Lynn from that one episode of Ghost Adventures where them boys done investigated her mansion fer ghosts, but apparently she’s sang a song and twanged a guitar a time or two as well. Now, I have no idear as to the symbolic meaning of the name of this here picture, but the movie starts with Loretta growing up in Kentucky, living with her father (who mines coal for a living), her mother, and a heap of other chirrens. Doo comes back from a war of some sort and goes to her town just a-hankerin’ for some underage poon tang. Here come Loretta – who everyone has for some reason decided to pronounce her name as Lorettie instead. Why would her folks mispronounce the name they done gave to their kin? I dunno. Well Doo buys this pie Lorettie made at this auction and that means she gotta sit a spell with him as he eats it. Well they start fallin’ in love and such and Doo eventually come after her parents fixin’ to marry her. Her parents don’t take a shine to that on account of her being newly 14 years old, but eventually they agree under two conditions: Never hit her and don’t go takin’ her away from home. So, promptly after their honeymoon night in some Motel 6, Doo sets into effect his first order of business: SLAP THAT BITCH! They break up for a spell and get back together to move to Warshington. Good work there, Doo!

The rest of the movie chronicles her and Doo gettin’ her all famoused up. He finds out she can sing, gets her a guitar (Just checkin’, but y’alls pronouncing that gee-tar, right?), gets her recorded, gets her on the radio, and helps get her famous. Then it gets to gettin’ to her head, she meets Patsy Cline (Beverly D’Angelo), and he gets all butt hurt.

Irregardless to the way I’m typing this here review, I feel it should be mentioned that I am not country in the slightest. Though I come from country stock, I was born and raised in Californie. And though my sister took back to her country roots, I didn’t. That being said, this here was one nice flick. I was totally invested in this girl’s story even though I barely knew who she was. The movie was far from “meh”. Sissy Spacek totally melts into the role of Lynn, as Tommy Lee Jones does his role of Doo. I reckon I ain’t the only one thinkin’ this way as I’m purdy sure Spacek done got one of them fancy Oscars for this or somethin’.

Jones, as I kinda talked on, was very good as Doo, which was not a part that was easy to like. I done told you that he slapped his missus, and he was kinda a dick as well. But he made him so real that you kinda like him somehow. I mean, he shouldn’t have hit that girl, but she was dumb as a stump in some parts and kinda had that comin’. But also, he’s the one that made Lorettie get all famoused up, so he can’t be all bad.

So what I is gettin’ at is, even though I’m not country and this here movie’s 3 years older than I am, y’all need to get your peepers on this movie. It ain’t common for me to come across a movie that gets itself a 100% on Rotten Tomatoes (or as we call it back in the hills, “good eatin’s!”) but I add my thumbs up to this movie. Out of 5, I give this movie a “YEEHAW!”.

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