Ministry sampled some bits of this movie for Jesus Built My Hot Rod. "Nobody with a good car needs to be justified."
Speaking of Flannery O'Connor, some positive reviews are coming in for the new biography by Brad Gooch. In her review of that book, Joy Williams in the New York Times relates this anecdote:
The first, perhaps, and last, perhaps, kiss she received from a man was in 1954. The man was Erik Langkjaer, a young and handsome college textbook salesman who described the event thusly: “As our lips touched, I had a feeling that her mouth lacked resilience, as if she had no muscle tension in her mouth, a result being that my own lips touched her teeth rather than lips, and this gave me an unhappy feeling of a sort of memento mori, and so the kissing stopped. . . . I had a feeling of kissing a skeleton, and in that sense it was a shocking experience.”
Yikes! A few bands have paid O'Connor tribute in song, my favorite being Killdozer, whose song "Lupus" opens with the couplet "Lupus took the life of Flannery O'Connor/ She wrote many books before death came upon her."
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