Superb documentary about Native girls waging several wars — against their rivals on the lacrosse field, against racism in their day-to-day life and against the elders of their own tribe, who disapprove of women playing a sacred sport.
Like the best sports docs (“Hoop Dreams” and on down), it plunges us into a world alien to many viewers and refuses to sugarcoat anything.
There are wins and losses, and both have impact, but it’s the film’s complicated stars, young women carving out their own legacy, who make it riveting.
Weird is weird, and 25 years hasn’t dulled David Lynch’s “prequel” a bit.
A mix of madness, wild mood swings, a few clues sprinkled like bread crumbs and a whole heapin’ of “What the heck, man?” jammed into a blender where someone forgot to put the lid on, ensuring the audience gets drenched by the resulting tasty mess.
If you’re loving the new “Twin Peaks” (and I am, man, I am), you owe it to yourself to go back one more time for a slice of pie and cup of coffee best enjoyed with your jaw on the floor.