Jennifer Lawrence plays Ree, a 17-year-old Missouri teenager caught between a rock (of crystal meth) and a hard place. Her father is a drug-cooking miscreant who has bet the farm (literally) on his next court appearance. He disappears while out on bond and Ree has to find him, or her family will lose what little they have left.
Don't think this is a melodrama. It's not. Ree's attempts to find her dad take her even deeper into the Ozarks and further into the dark, depressing world of rural drug making. It's Deliverance after the apocalypse. Everybody's got a story and nobody's talking.
Ree challenges the drug-maker's code of silence and does her best to convince shirt-tail kin to help her. She has the tenacity of someone who's come to the end of her rope and has tied a knot to hang on. At times it's painful to watch. Her hunger is real and it chews through the screen with gut-wrenching intensity.
It's a hillbilly odyssey worthy of Homer. There's no "Hollywood" ending here. But why would there be? By the end of this 100-minute film, you almost feel like a voyeur watching something you weren't really meant to see.
Winter's Bone is a dark movie that casts a lantern's light on a disturbing subject. You may not like what you see hiding in the shadows, but there's no way you'll forget it.