The Stars Fell on Henrietta

Texas 1935. It's a time of boomtowns or bust for oil wildcatters and, time and again, derby-topped Mr. Cox has come out flat busted. No worries. Mr. Cox has a mule-headed optimism. He's sure as the sunrise that near the town of Henrietta on a cotton farm that raises more dust than bolls, there's black gold beneath the barren sod. (officiële tekst van distribiteur)