Slightly off-kilter and strange but emotionally intelligent with an ending that packs a punch. Kudos to Toronto for always being a super diverse and odd city!
The cover for this used to haunt me back in the physical media, Blockbuster days. It was always on display and looked so sexy and cool just begging me to rent it. I think it would have faired a lot better as a film back then if I had. Watching it now felt like a chore as this didn’t hit right for me much at all. I couldn’t help but compare it to Natural Born Killers, though To Die For…
Not a good sequel at all and overall a really weak movie that’s simply a string of half-baked ideas tossed together. Like so many elements of today’s “woke” society, this movie exploits Blackness and social injustice for brownie points. No tension, no nuance, no depth, no pathos, no horror. It’s only creepy if you’re Trypophobic. I’m extremely disappointed and need to watch the original to wash this bland taste out of my mouth.
I only meant to watch scenes as part of a research project I'm doing, but then I ended up watching (while multi-tasking) all three and half hours. Buckle up, this review is all over the place but mostly rooted in the conversation around Will Smith slapping Chris Rock.
Everyone wants to be invited to the cookout but don’t want the realeness that comes with it. That is the theme of white America’s fascination, imitation, and deprecation of Black culture. There…