Hungry Hills Reviews
George Ryga's working-class plainsongs are well-known in Western Canada, and his novel Hungry Hills, (while probably not as well known as his play, The Ecstasy of Rita Joe), provides the usual fare: a figure on the cusp of accepting his small-town fate or breaking free of it. The cinematography is quite good here, as is the plot, but the downfall of what could have been a Canadian classic is the acting. It's terrible, there's no other way to say it. Saskatchewan is pretty, though, and it's the kind of story that anyone growing up in rural Canada and/or the working class could relate to today - even if it is set more than 50 years ago. I've never read the novel, but I'd suggest picking it up instead, and only watching this movie if you're made to in school. Which, somehow, I wasn't... uh... I'd like to thank the Toronto Public Library...?