Movie Review By Chris Bunton
This wonderful Oscar winning movie is about real community, a terrible crime, a stalled investigation, and dealing with tragedy. Three Billboards is a great flick, that is well worth your time.
It tells the story of a mother who puts up 3 billboards, in order to spur the local police chief to do more to find her daughters killers. This act creates a whole series of spiraling events, which reveals deep things about each character.
The movie stars, Frances McDormand, Woody Harrelson, and Sam Rockwell. Who are 3 of my wife and I’s favorite actors. They star with John Hawkes, Peter Dinklage, and Caleb Landry Jones
The movie was written and directed by Martin Mcdonagh, and was released in 2017.
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Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ His newest book is called “The Future is Coming” and is a collection of dystopian short stories.
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