A mother in 1980s rural Georgia; not glamorous. Worn down by life, drinks, doesn't sleep; but fiercely loving in her own fractured way; she believes she is protecting her son from a mysterious phenomenon through a ritual that crosses the line into abuse; must be able to shift from genuine tenderness to quiet menace within the same scene; this is a woman who checks her son's tongue for signs of illness with the care of a doctor and then picks up a belt with the certainty of a priest; two scenes, three lines of on-camera dialogue; one to two days of shooting. Local Atlanta or Georgia talent only.
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