Those who loved the novel will probably enjoy the film but anyone expecting a stirring, powerful drama in the vein of Alan Parker’s Mississippi Burning will be disappointed.
It's certainly not Mississippi Burning (1988); it's Mississippi on Low Heat.
But this film is a far cry from, say, “ Mississippi Burning ,” which made white FBI agents into civil rights heroes.
But not Davis, whose monologues – for example, recounting the death of Aibileen’s son – give the script a depth it otherwise lacks, Yet her contributions also seem oddly out of place, as if she just stepped in from the set of Mississippi Burning.
Unlike most "civil rights" films, from "Guess Who's Coming to Dinner" to "Mississippi Burning," "The Help" doesn't function primarily as a security blanket for white viewers who want to feel good about themselves for not sharing the overtly racist attitudes of the white characters onscreen.