Review of Pure Country (1992) by Ty Q — 19 Feb 2012

I'm not a huge country fan, but I've always been a sucker for stories about musicians. I really wanted to like this movie, but I found myself wanting something that felt a little more genuine. Once Dusty (George Strait) abruptedly left the tour, I thought the movie was ready to take off, but it was all downhill from that point.

Everything moved too fast and came across as fake. He visited his grandma, which was nice, but did he have any real connection to the town which he found himself wandering? There was a reference to him playing at one of the small town bars, but that was it.

Now, to the "love story:" out of the blue, he sees a woman dealing with a drunken idiot in a parking lot, so he finds himself getting beaten. Because he "defened her honor," he got to stay at her family farmhouse, where on the first day, he found himself sitting at a breakfast table with people who refused to acknowledge his attempts at small talk.

They didn't show any resentment either, which was the odd part. It wasn't awkward in a funny way, either. The rest of the story is quite predictable: Dusty falls for the woman whose honor he defended.

They go on to enjoy each other's company for a couple days, until he is found by his manager. Next, a problem ensues and the woman all of a sudden is heartbroken and wants nothing to do with Dusty.

What does Dusty do? Well, he's a singer, so naturally he writes her a song and sings it to her at a concert in Las Vegas, which he somehow managed to deceivingly get her and the rest of the family to attend.

That brief summary of the predictable events just saved you forty-five minutes of your life (that is, if you had planned on seeing this movie). You're welcome.