This year in Cannes, James Franco presented his movie version of the Faulkner's masterpiece "As I Lay Dying", a co
mplex novel and difficult to carry on the big screen, but he won the bet.
Now, few months later, he is doing the same with one of the Cormac McCarthy's roughest and rawest novels, "Child of God". And he wins again, because his stark and brutal style mirrors exactly the dry prose of the great american writer.
"Child of God" tells the descent into madness of a Tennessee Countryman, Lester Ballard, a wild beastman outcasted by his fellow citizens. He starts living in the woodlands like a wild beast.
Franco spares none of the extreme brutalities in the book, on the contrary he gives them a more impressive impact with an uncanny naturalism. In this sense, who makes the difference is an incredible Scott Haze, who gives himself to the story without any restraints.His character spits, grunted, shits, makes sex with corpses, he totally merges with nature, more and more animal-like, covered in mud and blood,hunted like a wild beast by his countrymen.
For me, Haze should be rewarded immediately, without hesitation, because he carries on his shoulders and literally on his body a difficult and important movie, which confirms the multifaceted artistic talent of James Franco.