American Fable

Synopsis: When 11-year-old Gitty discovers that her beloved father is hiding a wealthy man in her family's silo in order to save their struggling farm, she is forced to choose between saving the man's life or protecting her family from the consequences of their actions. AMERICAN FABLE is a fairytale thriller set in the 1980s rural Midwest about a courageous girl living in a dark - sometimes magical - world.
Genre: Thriller
Director(s): Anne Hamilton
Production: IFC Midnight
  3 wins & 2 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
96 min


- Gitty!

Gitty! Come over here.

- Hi, dad.

- Gertrude Marie Jaeger

you know I told you never

to play by that silo.

- Sorry, dad. Come here.

- Come on.

- Just 50 short years ago,

there were

seven million small farms

in this country.

Today, in 1982, there are

less than two million..

- You know, Gitty,

they buy and sell farms

like they're trading

baseball cards.

They have no respect

for what we do

no respect for what we built.

We work our tails off

and this is where we're from

and this is where we're staying.

You remember that, Gitty.

This is the best place on earth.

You know that, right?

- Yeah.

No, dad, stop! Stop, dad, stop!

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Can't we just let it go?

- What do you want me

to do, Gitty?

The coyotes come down here

and eat her alive.

Wait, wait, hold on, Gitty..

It's just a yearling.

Go to the car and get a blanket.

You're okay, buddy.

You're okay.

Come on.

- Hey, dad shoot a deer?

- He hit her on accident.

- Hey, Gitty, come over here.

Put your hand down on that.

Come on,

what are you afraid of, huh?

- Nothing.

- Trust me.

Okay, it's a game.

You can't move your hand.

No matter what.

Don't close your eyes.

No, look at me.

See, I knew

you'd move your hand.

Mom was lookin' for you.

- Hi, mom .

- Hey, sweet pea.

Hey, ah..

Don't even think

about tracking that mud in here.

- One, two..

The short stop..

- Yes! Yes.

- Gitty, can you

just turn it down?

The baby'll be here by then.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah, I... I know.

- Neither can government

and that means taxpayers..

Bail out every farmer

hopelessly in debt..

- No. That's a bunch

of bullshit, right there.

That.. I'm sorry, kids,

but that is some bullshit.

- Dad!

- Well..

- Mmm.

- Honey, will you grab me

another beer, please?

- Stop it, you'll hurt her!

- Gitty, it's a chicken.

Okay? We eat those things.

- Well, she's

a very special chicken, Martin.

- Okay..

- Hey, enough!

- Are we going to the fair

on Friday?

- We have the funeral.

- It's on Saturday.

- It's the third one this year,

you know that?

- Who died?

- Hansen hanged himself

in his cow barn.

- Hush. That's enough, Martin.

- What? Guys, everybody knows.

- Why did he kill himself?

- Well, you know, I heard

they were taking his farm away.

- What?

- Yeah, I know his wife got

a hell of a lot

of insurance money.

Right, mom?

- That's enough, Martin.

- Are we gonna lose our farm, dad?

- No.

- No, sweetie.

- Maybe.

- What?

- No, absolutely not,

we're not gonna lose our farm.

- Why is everybody so afraid

of telling the truth?

- Because your sister

is 11 years old, Martin.

That's why we don't need

to talk about that.

- Okay, so what?

- Martin!

Clear your plate

and go upstairs.

Sweetie, do you want to see

if you've got a friend

that wants to come to the fair

with us?

- No, Gitty doesn't have

any friends!

Gitty's only friend

is the stupid chicken!

- She's not stupid, Martin!

- Yeah, she is stupid!

- No, she's not.

- That's your only friend. That's why she talks to herself.

You can't be serious.

Stupid chicken.

- Maybe Heidi and Michael

wanna come with us?

- Heidi and Michael?

- Mm-hmm.

- Heidi and Michael

aren't my friends.

They just live next door.

- Well, I'll be your friend.

I'll go to the fair with you.

Do you want to come

to the fair with me?

- I'll go to the fair with you, dad.

- Well, thank you.

I guess you do

have some friends.

I guess Martin doesn't know

what he's talking about.

And I have a friend in my lovely wife..

- Ow, Abe..

- And I am going to enjoy her.

- Let me go. Come on.

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