In Sharp Objects, it’s not the men you should fear . . .
With the new limited series on HBO rolling in on time during the sun scorched weather of July, why not settle down and join in with the humidity and sweat stains the central characters have to face in their small Missouri town.
Welcome to Wind Gap, a stalemate of southern tradition, where townsfolk indulge in spiked sweet tea and where the women are as vicious and attentive as the spiders in the woods that wait in their webs for prey. It’s here where the body of a young girl has been found murdered and now another has gone missing. While the men of the town believe wholeheartedly the crimes could have only been perpetrated by another man, our main protagonist sees that the clues point to the culprit as almost certainly being a woman.
Cue Camille Preaker, played with a subtle intensity by Amy Adams. Preaker is a St. Louis reporter sent to cover the story, returning to the childhood home she spent quite some time cutting ties with. Gobbling candy bars, putting down hard liquor, and with a body scarred with words that hold painful memories, Preaker is the definition of a self-destructive individual.
And as the show progresses, her memories and hallucinations cut through reality, becoming a mess for reliable narration. The audience is left to question what is real, what is false, and what could have happened to Camille that she has become the damaged figure she is.
This Review by Christopher Sasaguay (Greencard Intern)