Here’s Melody Makers review of Grace from the 8/13/1994 issue.
Thanks to David Lapage for sharing this

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Here’s Melody Makers review of Grace from the 8/13/1994 issue.
Thanks to David Lapage for sharing this
Jeff Buckley Grace
People Weekly - Grace reviewed by Michael Small
September 5 1994
With his rugged good looks and achingly tender voice, Buckley may be the best example of genetic inheritance since Mendel played with his peas: The 27-year-old looks and sounds like his late father, Tim Buckley, the charismatic '60s and '70s troubadour who perished from a drug overdose at 28 in 1975.
The younger Buckley adds luster to the family name. Like his father, he sometimes goes over the top with his swooping vocals, but what seemed too eccentric in the 70's sounds truly exciting a generation later. Buckley -- who plays guitar, keyboards and dulcimer -- wrings every intimate emotion out of his original songs. The pensive lyrics range from one number called Eternal Life to a few about fleeting love. ("She's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever", he sings in Lover, You Should've Come Over.) He also delivers an intoxicating cover of the sexual-awakening classic Lilac Wine.
Even the album's first eight hummed notes (in the song Mojo Pin) set a rare mood. They seemed to shoot skyward from the depth of Buckley's being, then float down again like a feather on a gentle wind. His father would be proud.
What a turkey of a review. Two thumbs down for this guy, who ever he is. He gave Grace a C.
What? Give me a break! Talk about someone not having taste.
JEFF BUCKLEY: Grace (Columbia) Although Tim's vocal traces are in his genes as surely as John's are in Julian's, it's wrong to peg him as the unwelcome ghost of his overwrought dad. Young Jeff is a syncretic asshole, beholden to Zeppelin and Nina Simone and Chris Whitley and the Cocteau Twins and his mama--your mama too if you don't watch out. "Sensitivity isn't being wimpy," he avers. "It's about being so painfully aware that a flea landing on a dog is like a sonic boom." So let us pray the force of hype blows him all the way to Uranus. C
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Grace
Grace was interesting, even while having some idea of what the plot was from the trailer it's great that as the viewer you're still not sure how in the first 20-30 minutes the whole zombie/cannibal baby will come about and while being reminiscent of inside it is genuinely unpredictable.
As the movie goes on, I found it to go a bit long (even though its only 85min, it was originally a short film) and while there isn't any scares I found myself pretty interested in how things would turn out, which always makes me feel good about a movie.
Way more interesting than the actual monster baby is the psychological aspect of the mother as she continues to convince herself that Grace is alright.
6.5/10
[probably not a movie i'll ever rewatch]