Directed by Remy Bennett, Emilie Richard-Froozan. Starring Remy Bennett, Evan Louison, Pauly Lingerfelt, Mallory June, Monroe Robertson, Becca Gerroll, James Concannon.
THE PLOT: Louisiana, and having formed a special bond early on, especially when their childhood friend, Flora (Katie Belle), committed suicide, Pernilla (Bennett) and Patrick (Louison) are instantly drawn to one another when they meet again years later. Quickly moving in together, and despite the near-mute Patrick’s newfound devotion to God, the two create a strange and strained sexual relationship, often inviting a third party into their kinky funtimes. Just why slowly becomes apparent…
THE VERDICT: Co-written and co-directed (with Emilie Richard-Froozan) by leading lady Remy Bennett (granddaughter of the legendary Tony, fact fans), BUTTERCUP BILL refers to a children’s game that takes on a sinister twist in the closing scenes here. Before the beast of the southern wild reveals himself though, there’s a lot of beautifully-staged shots and not-so-beautifully staged soul mining.
On the plus side, this is a tale told largely from the woman’s perspective, and never moreso than during the sex scenes. So, you know, kudos for that.
Review by Paul Byrne

Buttercup Bill
Review by Paul Byrne
2.0Beautifully staged
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    American indie Buttercup Bill is the directorial debut of Remy Bennett and Emilie Richard-Froozan. It’s a story of the relationship between two childhood friends. Pernilla (Bennett) is mourning the loss of a girl she knew as a child. She attends her funeral, but is upset that one special person isn’t there. That person is Patrick (Evan Louison), whom she hasn’t seen in a long time. But that might as well have been yesterday, as the two meet up again and catch up on old times. Theirs is a complex relationship. Pernilla and Patrick aren’t quite friends, aren’t quite lovers, aren’t quite siblings (as they claim to other people). They’re a bit of all three, but not enough of any one. This allows them to maintain an emotional distance from each other. As they catch up on old times, they draw each other into sexual games of jealousy and obsession, teasing each other with other people. But the death of Pernilla’s friend holds a dark secret for both of them… Shot in the heat and sweat of Louisiana, there’s an otherworldly quality to Buttercup Bill (the title is a reference to Pernilla and Patrick’s childhood game). It feels slightly off-kilter to the world we know, with no specific time period in mind. It feels like a lost film from the 1970s, like something that would sit alongside Terrence Malick’s Badlands. There’s also a touch of David Lynch to it, with Wild At Heart springing to mind. It’s a captivating film to watch, drawing you into the story while never really locking down the exact nature of the relationship between Pernilla and Patrick. Love is a complicated thing. For a first feature, it’s inevitably a little rough around the edges. The performances are a little amateurish and could do with more direction and forcefulness from Bennett and Richard-Froozan. They’re just a little too loose and could do with some tightening up. But there’s a memorable quality to Buttercup Bill that lets it linger in the mind, like a rush of midday Louisiana heat that lasts for hours and you can’t quite cool down. If love is meant to be found in the heat of passion, then Buttercup Bill does a good job of capturing it on film. ***