Film

In the Electric Mist

Name: In the Electric Mist
Genre: Thriller, Drama, Crime, Mystery
Released: 2009
Cast: Tommy Lee Jones, John Goodman, Peter Sarsgaard, Mary Steenburgen, Kelly Macdonald

A Louisiana detective dredges up a cold-case murder from the Jim Crow era while investigating a present-day killing tied to a Civil War film production. Tommy Lee Jones embodies moral exhaustion in this swampy noir that layers past and present trauma, atmosphere thick as humidity, and the particular kind of guilt that comes from survival. For viewers who want their crime fiction steeped in history and regret.

TMDb rating

3.0

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