Comedy-drama based on William Faulkner's novel set in the American south of distant memory. A car is delivered to a rich family in a small rural town in Mississippi. Steve McQueen and Rupert Crosse play stable boys who 'borrow' the vehicle and drive the family's 11 year old boy (Mitch Vogel) to Memphis where bawdy adventures take place and life-lessons are learned.
The narrator (Burgess Meredith) declares that the citizens of his youth were a 'pleasant courteous people'. This was a time of apartheid, religious fundamentalism and awful inequality! There is racism in the film (and free use of racist expletives) though it is stripped of menace. There are rednecks, a stupid fat sheriff, ribald sex workers... all the archetypes of southern comedy.
Perhaps this nostalgic idealisation of the past is more credible because it is a memory film. The suffering has been forgotten. If that hurdle can be overcome, and McQueen's rather grotesque, broad caricature, then there is a warm coming of age story set in the endless summers of all our pasts.
The photography is beautiful. There is a folksy score by John Williams, all banjos and fiddles, and a sentimental orchestral theme for those special moments. There is a sense of the past being a place of safety and childhood a time of adventure. Which has a certain innocent, naive charm.