Plot – Mudbound is a 2017 American historical drama film based on the 2008 novel of the same name by Hillary Jordan. The movie follows two World War II veterans – one white the other black – who return to rural Mississippi, where they struggle to deal with racism and adjusting to life after war (PTSD). The two families of the men are forced to share the same patch of land, keeping a frail race-based peace with each other. However, the return of the two war veterans, will nurture a friendship that transcends prejudice and race.
All actors – Carey Mulligan, Jason Clarke, Mary J. Blige, Rob Morgan, Jason Mitchell, Garrett Hedlund, Jonathan Banks, Frankie Smith, Kennedy Derosin, Joshua J. Williams, Elizabeth Windley, Piper Blair, Jason Kirkpatrick, Kerry Cahill, David Jensenshow all
“Mudbound” Quotes 6 quotes
Should my story end there? Silenced and defeated? Oppression, fear, deformity. It would take an extraordinary man to beat all that. I would have to wean myself off laudanum and self-pity... and travel with a little card in my shirt pocket that said "mute."And then, finally... I would have to cross the Atlantic yet again. This time not for war.... (continue)(continue reading)
“Pappy McAllan-I don't know what they let you do over there, but you're in Mississippi now, nigger. You use the back door.
Henry McAllan-Go on, son. Son, we don't want no trouble here. Go on. Go on.
Ronsel Jackson-You know what? You're absolutely right. When we was overseas they didn't make us use the back door. General Patton put us on the front...” (continue)(continue reading)
“Men that died that day... they were husbands, fathers. They were good men. A lot better than me.”
“Jamie McAllan-You ever miss it sometimes? Being over there. I don't mean being shot at, but sometimes, I actually miss it.
Ronsel Jackson-Yeah, me, too. Over there, I was a liberator. People lined up in the streets waiting for us. Throwing flowers and cheering. And here I'm just another nigger pushing a plow.”
“What good is a deed? My grandfathers and great uncles, grandmothers and great aunts, father and mother, broke, tilled, thawed, planted, plucked, raised, burned, broke again. Worked this land all they life, this land that never would be theirs. They worked until they sweated. They sweated until they bled. They bled until they died. Died with the...” (continue)(continue reading)