Much of “Winter’s Bone” makes you wonder. Why do these beaten-down Ozarks women always seem to be the gatekeepers, the first ones to tersely welcome you in or to warn you to beat it before their slumbering men arise and beat you? Why does this dour collection of meth-cursed kinfolk [...]
Two men who dabble outside the lines of law and order. But which rogue's story held me more in suspense?