Hedges never gets a bead on April, and Holmes doesn't supply the missing details.
Pieces Of April is no good and no amount of Sundance catfights for its distribution rights will convince me otherwise
Embodies the tiresome side of independent filmmaking.
| Original Score: D+
A Murphy's-Law Thanksgiving comedy in which both the meal and the movie have a hard time coming together.
| Original Score: 2/4
An emotionally powerful ending aside, Pieces of April should have been a warm and fuzzy Thanksgiving treat. Instead, it's mostly just fuzzy.
| Original Score: 2.5/4
A gluttonous buffet of Sundance clichés, with an acid-reflux aftertaste of condescension and unexamined racism.
A shell game that replaces the comedy of observation it sets out to be with glib one-liners, shallow characterizations, and a sweet but naive vision of racial harmony.
While pleasant enough, Pieces is more a sweet snack than a feast.
Had Hedges gone with unknown actors, or non-professionals, it might have worked, but with recognisable faces one can never quite suspend disbelief enough to care about the characters.
| Original Score: 2/5
Pieces of April looks like it is charming most of those who see it, but I was irritated by its artifice.
| Original Score: C+
This year's spilled turkey tribute...provides an abundance of holiday stuffing/suffering in dispelling the dysfunctional family spirit.
Far stranger than the unnecessary air of mystery and constant telegraphing going on here is how Hedges turns disease and race into a running joke.
| Original Score: 1.5/4
What do you say about a movie that's not really there?
| Original Score: 2.5/5
Patricia Clarkson livens things up in a supporting role, but we spend far more time with April, who has no discernable personality.
Ultimately Hedges' film, like the turkey, comes out underdone.
A collection of indie clichés, it's about as refreshing as being slapped in the face by a five-week-old kipper.
| Original Score: 1/5
A white fantasy of helpful, unflaggingly one-dimensional minorities.
The setup is appealingly small-scale, yet the film's tone is one of fake intimacy -- shtick parading as quirky truth.
| Original Score: C
A movie that's a little too determined to find sweet forgiveness in sour attitudes.
'Pieces of April' was an extremely bad song (memory bouquet...ugh), so there's every reason to think the movie will be better. And it is... slightly.