When one of the first scenes of Jane Hash’s documentary, Plain Jane, begins, you know you’re in for wild ride.
She shows all the crazy places she used to hide as a kid — a washing machine, in the kitchen sink, under furniture — and then she interviews her mother, who pulls no punches when she talks about the audacity of hospital staff when she was born. (“Put Jane in a home,” they told her).
But her mother was not capable of such a thing, and instead brought the tiny Jane home not sure of what the future would bring. Torrid, hysterical and utterly mind-opening, Plain Jane is unlike any documentary you’ve ever seen. Showing the entirety of her life from birth to now, the heart of this film is on the stranger side of things.
If you were a fan of Insomniac with Dave Attell, where he shows all the freaks he meets as the traverses a city late at night, then you’ll love this documentary. As a wheelchair-user, I’ve heard of a lot of stories of people disabilities making their situations work, but Jane’s story is definitely