Synopsis: A simple yet proud farmer in the year 1922 conspires to murder his wife for financial gain, convincing his teenage son to participate.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Mystery
Director(s): Zak Hilditch
Production: Netflix
  1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
102 min


[woman speaking indistinctly]

[Wilfred] To whom it may concern.

My name is Wilfred Leland James,

and this is my confession.

The issue that led to my crime

and damnation...

was 100 acres of good land

in Hemingford Home, Nebraska...

willed to my wife,

Arlette Christina Winters James.

Following the death of her father.

It was much my intention to add her 100

to our 80-acre freehold farm,

as it was to someday

pass it all on to my boy,

Henry Freeman James,

and to his thereafter.

- Now, you can still find reverse?

- Yes, sir.

Show me.

- The middle one.

- All right. All right, you're ready.

Maybe not for Omaha just yet or...

Even Lincoln, but... you take her slow...

in Hemingford Home

and you ought to be just fine.

All right? What'd I say?


- Slow.

- Slow.


In 1922, a man's pride was a man's land.

And so was his son.

[Henry grunts]


It's not too sour.

Not too sweet.

[Wilfred] Nope.

It's just right.

[Arlette chuckles]

[Wilfred] My wife...

who never did take to the farming life,

wished to cash in her new land.

She wanted us to leave all this behind.

So, what do you propose we do

with all this money and no land?

We could move.

To Omaha.

Or even St. Louis.

[Wilfred chuckles, then sniffs]

Cities are for fools.

[Henry] Ma, I agree with Pa.

I don't wanna live in Omaha or any city.

We can talk about this after supper.

[Wilfred] If we can't agree,

you should go on to your mother's.

[Arlette] And leave you

my father's land, I suppose?

That'll never happen, Wilf.



you let me buy that land from you.

How are you gonna do that?

It'd have to be over a period of time.

Eight years.


Perhaps ten, but I'll pay you, Arlette.

I'll pay you every cent.

A little money coming in

is worse than none.

Farringtons will buy it outright.

Their idea of top dollar

is apt to be far more generous than yours.

Anyway, I've had an idea of my own.


We sell the 100 acres and the farm

to the Farrington combine.

They'd buy it all just to get that close

to the railway line.

And then...

we split the money.


We both know that's what you want.

And, uh...

who, uh...?

Which one of us would the boy go with?


Of course.

A boy of 14 needs to be with his mother.

Now, that ain't fair on him, Arlette.

Now, you taking him away

from everything he knows.

- You would do that?

- Fair? Fair?

Life is rarely fair, Wilf.

Especially out here.


All right, I need a little...


Just give me a little time

to think that all over.

As a husband, I thought of going

to the law on the matter.

And yet something held me back.

It was not fear of neighbors chatter

or country gossip.

No, it was something else.

I had come to hate her.

That was what held me back.

[bucket clanging]

[bucket clanging]

Goddamn it, Wilf.

You scared the life out of me.


I've decided

that you won't be selling them 100 acres.

Oh, have you?

Not without a fight.

The Farringtons

will bring the fight to you, Wilf.

Right to you. And I'll happi...

[bucket clanging]


And I believe that there's another man...

inside of every man.

A stranger.

A conniving man.


What you doing down here, bo...?


Mr. James.

Why don't you head on home, girl?

I need a word with Henry.

Yes, sir.

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

What do you want, Pa?

[Wilfred] That spring Henry

had grown sweet

on the Cotterie girl from next door.

I've been meaning to pluck these

for a while now.

Henry, they're...

They're beautiful.


Let's find a vase.

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Zak Hilditch

Zak Hilditch is an Australian director and writer. He's known for 1922 (2017), These Final Hours (2013) and Transmission (2012). more…

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