Now when I watch something sweet, earnest and good-natured from America it makes my gut ache. But then I remember that the American Indians have survived genocide and it gives me hope that the world might survive Trump. Of course, if white America had listened to decades of environmental protests by native persons, we wouldn't be in this situation... I think it's the kind of modest film that stirs reflections.
I remember going to see this with my mother at the local indie cinema. I don't know whether or not we were the only Native people there, but we were among the few that laughed. Lots of great inside jokes for the Native community. But by itself, it's probably the best film out there about what life on the res is like in the 20th century. Moreover, it's as good a film about coming to terms with an absent father.
I had read the story upon which it's based years ago, so I had a feeling of deja vu all throughout the film. The dialogue is really funny, and the performances are great. It's a great testament to independent and national cinemas. Adams and Beach are incredible and very funny.