*** This review may contain spoilers ***

 Coal Miner's Daughter is the type of film constructed that seems to recreate meager events as important, but in reality they are nothing more than fabricated fluff which attempt to move us in some way.

What we have here is an endeavor to create a "bliblical epic" about a disproportionate life of poverty. There's no Marxist analogy though, just an acceptance of lousy conditions under the brutal and greedy mine companies. The noble life of poverty is supposed to make us side with the righteous Loretta Lyn, played like a spiritless doll by Sissy Spacek.

Enter the ignorant young girl who dreams of a better life. She meets up with an abusive drunk loser and falls in love. Simplistic, even idiotic. Such are the films of Hollywood.  She's vicious at heart, loathing both her brothers and sisters, even her parents, who are warped by an infatuation with Appalachian Christianity, complete with moon shining hypocrisy, or blood feud swaggering, etc. Her claim to fame, shown in an uncritical light, is that she can sing like an injured cat.

What appeal this would have to intelligent people is beyond me, obviously it is made for the masses, who cry at such nefarious laid-back stories, that are ideal for showcasing lies which manipulate emotions. It's biased, and only casts Loretta Lyn as a benign genius who can sing and act like a saint, everything really human about her, including her faults, which would make the story interesting, is left out.
*** This review may contain spoilers ***

 Coal Miner's Daughter is the type of film constructed that seems to recreate meager events as important, but in reality they are nothing more than fabricated fluff which attempt to move us in some way. What we have here is an endeavor to create a "bliblical epic" about a disproportionate life of poverty. There's no Marxist analogy though, just an acceptance of lousy conditions under the brutal and greedy mine companies. The noble life of poverty is supposed to make us side with the righteous Loretta Lyn, played like a spiritless doll by Sissy Spacek. Enter the ignorant young girl who dreams of a better life. She meets up with an abusive drunk loser and falls in love. Simplistic, even idiotic. Such are the films of Hollywood. She's vicious at heart, loathing both her brothers and sisters, even her parents, who are warped by an infatuation with Appalachian Christianity, complete with moon shining hypocrisy, or blood feud swaggering, etc. Her claim to fame, shown in an uncritical light, is that she can sing like an injured cat. What appeal this would have to intelligent people is beyond me, obviously it is made for the masses, who cry at such nefarious laid-back stories, that are ideal for showcasing lies which manipulate emotions. It's biased, and only casts Loretta Lyn as a benign genius who can sing and act like a saint, everything really human about her, including her faults, which would make the story interesting, is left out.