Heart o' the Hills

When "America's Sweetheart", Mary Pickford, played this film's shotgun-toting, hillbilly heroin, Mavis Hawn, she was 28 years old and her character was 13. (Can you believe it!?)

I don't know about you, but, no matter how cute-n-innocent the petite Pickford may have tried to present herself, she certainly didn't convince me that she was but a mere child.

Pickford's "Mavis" may have been perceived as "pure-as-the-driven-snow" by the naive audience of 95 years ago, but, to me, her deception of age struck me as being downright ludicrous to the 10th power.

Very nicely shot in the mountainous region of Kentucky, Heart O' The Hills is something of a Tom Sawyer/Huck Finn-type "Chick Flick" of woe & injustice.

Pickford plays Mavis Hawn, a simple, "sweet-as-apple-pie" farm-girl whose strong-willed feistiness has made her something of a dead-aim with a shotgun (which she readily reaches for whenever the need arises).

After witnessing the shooting of her beloved father (by someone unknown), Mavis devotes her life to avenging his death. Meanwhile, her mother's farm is being threatened by villainous, rich, city capitalists who will stoop to anything to drive the Hawn family (and others) off their coal-rich land.

In the realm of entertainment, I, personally, consider this (color-tinted) tale of down-home, country comforts to be neither good, nor bad. It was just "OK".

Heart O' The Hills had a running time of just 78 minutes.