White Knuckles – A Review by Carol Green
This weekend White Knuckles – a film by sabi will be playing at the Derby City Film Festival in Louisville, Kentucky on Sunday at 1:00pm Eastern. Both Larry Strauss and Martie Ashworth have been nominated for best actor and best actress respectively for their portrayal of William and Julie in the film, directed by yours truly. It was a labor of love for all involved, and I’m excited to also share with you a wonderful review from industry veteran Carol Green on White Knuckles.
“WHITE KNUCKLES took me by surprise and has stayed with me ever since I
visited the home of Julie (Martie Ashworth) and William (Larry Strauss) to
see how they were doing. At least the way it feels in the aftermath of
viewing a film by Sabi that takes us into the world of an older married
couple whose time together could have, should have, maybe would have
brought them closer after all these years. Instead, they are walking on egg shells,
sitting on pins and needles, and closing their fists until their knuckles
turn white with the frustration of a marriage gone awry. They are in pain.
Like visiting old friends or neighbors we’ve known for years, WHITE KNUCKLES
invites us into a home filled with plants cared for by a wife who tenderly
removes each aphid and a husband who could care less. As
visitor/moviegoers, we are allowed an intimacy far greater than what is
shared between Julie and William. And yet, by our witness, we come to
explore the moments, the misses, the what-could-have-beens of theirs and our
WHITE KNUCKLES resonates deep within us. We become lost in our own reverie,
falling in and out of the story as our emotions take us to places we often
leave boarded up. And yet, we return to revel in Julie’s luminous smile, to
support her in her quandary, to rejoice when her friend Dora (Sue Gaetzman)
arrives for coffee and a little levity. Dora has no idea that her casual
conversation has provided her friend with a DIY scheme that Julie can easily
create right there in her kitchen to manifest a relatively quick and dirty
resolution to the marriage. Oh, what evil lurks behind the gingham
Kevin Shah and his collective known as Sabi no doubt created an environment
of such trust that actors were comfortable enough to reveal the essence of
their characters with brutal honesty. I know these people. I knew these
people. We all do. They are our mirrors.
Days after seeing WHITE KNUCKLES, I remember my late mother, my former
husband, the road taken and the road not taken. How did I end up here at
this chapter of my life? It must have been the kind of little, incremental
events and their effect on my path that lead me here. And like, Julie and
William, what’s next?
If film is art, what is its purpose? To look at a painting and walk away or
to feel something, to remember that feeling long after that moment is gone?
With the experience of WHITE KNUCKLES, it is to see powerful actors commit
to their characters and their audience, to enjoy beautiful cinematography
and music and intimate direction rare in mainstream offerings, and to suffer
with these people whose lives reflect our own.