Really Quite Awful
I didn't really know anything about Firecracker before checking it out from the county library. Generally I don't look to spend two hours of my life with something if I think I'm going to hate it beforehand, so I was hopeful about finally seeing it.
So I'm totally clueless about any attempts to smear the filmmaker or anything like that, but I'm obliged to mention what a horrible film Firecracker really is. It's like someone took equal parts of L Frank Baum and David Lynch, threw them in a bucket, and let the elements wreak havoc.
Truly horrible acting, with the exception of Kathleen Wilhoite in her smallish role as a neighbor lady. From Karen Black one expects a kind of grand guignol, but I certainly expected more from Susan Traylor. Back in the early 1980s I listened to Faith No More on college radio, and I didn't even put it together that the FNM vocalist and the dual embodiment of evil in Firecracker were the same guy. The amateur as Jimmy, just abysmal, much like the overall direction of the dialogue from Balderson.
That's enough piling on, and likely more attention than Firecracker deserves. I imagine its fans view themselves as misunderstood victims of society while they wait at the tattoo parlor for their newest bit of cultural imperialist ink. Firecracker's the kind of production that gives indiefilm a bad name. See Keane or Down to the Bone instead.