155 minute running time, that’s right TWO HOURS AND 35 MINUTES … not really a documentary about Sherman’s March but about the filmmaker’s screwed-up love life instead … towards the end of the film he says that everything in the south felt “crazy and off kilter,” and I thought that was putting it mildly. All the women in his life, from his sister to the many women he pursued, were all lunatics, just stark-raving mad. McElwee is a smart guy and parts of the movie are hilarious, but the overall vibe is sort of weird and depressing. Lots of examples of terrible 80’s eyeglasses and haircuts, for historical reference. This was a John Farr reco: “… an inspired meditation on life, love and relationships.”