Good things first: Actors are doing a fine job, Soundtrack is great, cinematography is beautiful ... Actually, everything is very stylish and nice ... But so boring, so predictable, so dishonest, so overambitious and eager for applause (and probably awards - not much luck there, though).
The anger and desperation that this story could stir up is drowned in a self-suffocating overdose of righteousness. This story could be deeply moving, shocking and rage-inducing. But the film makers are trying so hard to be good people like those in their own film, as if they thought they were personally responsible for a whole racial movement of proud decency. Which, as should be clear by now, is just doomed.
And here goes Mr. Jenkins, happy to indulge in pretentiously clean and bourgeois surface scrubbing of a racist society. But then again, so was Mr. Baldwin, a great author who, however, would write anything to get praise and acceptance from the powers that be.
One more word to the use of music, which is quite revealing: Billy Preston's endlessly moving rendition of My Country 'Tis of Thee is abused to intensify the emotions at the end of the film. This is such a clichéd move and it also backfires as the song is so much more potent than the film itself. Using music to illustrate and boost a film's sentiment is very unsatisfying.
PS: How the exact same song could be used in a creative, almost subversive way and therefore much more emotionally affecting, has been shown by Robert Aldrich in Twilight's Last Gleaming.
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