Showing posts with label coming 2 america. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coming 2 america. Show all posts

Friday, March 12, 2021

Limping my way to a Coming 2 America post

I saw Coming 2 America on Sunday night. It's now Friday and I am finally forcing myself to write something about it.

This is not because it's hard to write the word "meh," but because I felt like I wanted some more insightful thoughts on why I thought the film was "meh."

Plus I have struggled with why I thought it was "meh," which gets into the everpresent self-scruitnization of a modern critic into why he may not like a film that strays from his own perspective. (I say "he" because it's the male critics who have to do this the most -- female critics are well practiced in considering films that stray from their perspective.)

In my review for Coming 2 America, I likened it to another long-delayed sequel from last year -- actually two long-delayed sequels, but I only went into detail about the one I felt more strongly about. Those were Bill & Ted Face the Music and Borat Subsequent Moviefilm, both of which I gave four stars out of five.

Coming 2 America? I gave it 2.5 stars.

I can go into why if you like, but the review already does that. You can find it here.

The comparison to those movies is germane, especially Bill & Ted. The last movie in the Bill & Ted series came in 1991, while Coming 2 America's predecessor was in 1988, so they are both more similar to each other than they are to Borat. So we can leave off talking about Borat. 

Now, the difference in my feelings towards the two films may have to do with a difference in my expectations. I was expecting not to like Bill & Ted Face the Music, so when I liked it, it was a pleasant surprise. I was expecting to like Coming 2 America, so not liking it all that much was a steady downhill slope to disappointment.

And sure, I think I can reasonably argue that Bill & Ted has a better script, a better resuscitation of the characters' core traits by the actors, and an overall more imaginative way to explore the logic of the world it has provided us. It may not even require arguing; it may just be self-evident.

But I started to doubt myself after the movie ended, following a speech from my wife that was close to a harangue.

She liked Coming 2 America a little better than I did, I think, though not considerably. However, she was definitely attuned to the possible complications of a negative review from a racial standpoint -- a negative review she knew I was about to write. (Or mixed, at the very least.)

Her points were well-considered. No matter how successful it may ultimately have been, Coming 2 America was a triumph in a similar way to the original was a triumph, which I discussed in my piece about the original a week ago. Namely, it gathered together a cast of almost exclusively Black actors, who gave us an entertainment that crossed over in a way that was no small feat in 1988. Even 33 years later, you could argue this is still no small feat -- and that a movie that does so with the celebratory atmosphere of a number of songs and dances, and successful shout-outs to its predecessor, is worth cutting a little slack, maybe even worth celebrating.

"And think about that before you write your review," she seemed to say with her eyes, or sort of actually said with her words. "Think about the power you wield from your soap box."

I did think about it. I thought a lot about it.

In fact, one night I lost sleep over it. It was Tuesday night, I think. I had a stress dream that combined worries I have about my job, where I deal with financial issues and where senior members of my team are leaving at the end of the month, with worries I obviously had about this review. I dreamed I was trying to handle Prince Akeem's finances and was in woefully over my head.

I did ultimately write the review, which I've linked to you above, and it does not call this movie a turd. In fact, I don't think it's a turd, so it's appropriate that my review doesn't convey that.

I do think it's worth only 2.5 stars out of 5, which translates to a 5 in my site's rating scale. But I gave it a 6.

If you're trying to be woke in 2021, you have to consider how much of your own baggage you are bringing to the perspective you publish to the world. And I couldn't help ask myself:

"Do I like Bill & Ted Face the Music better than Coming 2 America because the characters are white and I can relate to them better?"

Even if you don't believe something like this is true -- and I don't -- I do think it's worth asking yourself the question. Or, asking yourself if other people will ask that question, which is the big Worry with a capital W.

You can think yourself in circles on this topic if you're not careful. On the one hand, you know you should not engage in the criticism version of affirmative action, boosting the rating of a film because you are concerned about how a negative appraisal of that film makes you look, or because you think it needs "help." On the other, you need to consider the way the differences in your perspective and the perspective of the film may play themselves out in your perception of it.

Is that worth a single point on a ten-point rating scale?

It may be. 

On the other hand again, Coming 2 America is not exactly outsider art. Its director and two of its three writers are white, and it comes from a corporate place. Also, Eddie Murphy himself is one of cinema history's most white-tested Black stars. 

I'm not sure if I would have thought about this issue so much if not for my wife's impromptu post-movie speech. But I think speeches like that are worth listening to, their wisdom worth heeding. And if it means saying I like a movie that is genuinely funny in some parts, and enjoyably fan servicey in most parts, a little more than I actually do, I suppose that's a small sacrifice to make.

I posted the review on Wednesday, and have slept well enough since then. 

Thursday, March 4, 2021

March roars in

Remember last year when I wrote a post called "The worst March," which commiserated all the dampers already being put on my regular routines, only a month into the pandemic? (The post was largely focused on the loss of March Madness and the delay to the start of the baseball season, but this being a film blog, I made sure to include film-related deprivations as well.)

Well, this year's March is starting off a lot differently.

Not only are both of the aforementioned athletic diversions scheduled to go forward as planned, but there's a strange vitality returning to the cinematic landscape, as if someone was just waiting for the calendar to flip over to the new month.

And who knows, maybe they were. After all, it's finally really 2021, now that the deadline for 2020 Oscar consideration has finally passed. (We've already had the Golden Globes, too, where films that seem like genuine 2021 releases -- I Care a Lot and The United States vs. Billie Holiday -- have already taken home statues.)

But I'm not here to relitigate the choices (mistakes) made by various awards bodies in the past. I'm here to celebrate the symbolic turning of a fresh new page. 

For some reason, there are a bunch of big new movies coming out this weekend. Movies that seem like actual Theatrical Releases from the Before Times.

Tonight I will be going to Chaos Walking, the new Doug Liman film that opens in Australia today. I haven't read too much about it, but the little I've sampled tells me this is high-concept sci-fi with big stars. Can you get bigger than Spider-Man and Rey? (That's Rey from Star Wars. Kind of annoying the character's name is generic enough that you need to qualify it, but I'm not going to refer to her as Rey Palpatine to make things easier.)

Also today a new Disney animated movie opens, that being Raya and the Last Dragon. It's coming to Disney+ for that premium rental fee, but at least here in Australia, you can see it in cinemas as well. Which is exactly what my family and I plan to do on Saturday night when we'll go to the drive-in, the perfect activity for a three-day holiday weekend. (It's Labour Day here on Monday.)

Also opening, but we'll have to wait until tomorrow, is Coming 2 America, the sequel to Coming to America, whose title will sound exactly the same if spoken aloud. That does not actually seem to be playing cinemas here, but I've got Amazon Prime, so I'll be watching it this weekend as well, probably Sunday, after a planned re-watch of the original on Friday night.

I'm guessing this is just a coincidental confluence of dates, but I'm overlooking that and just allowing it to put a little spring in my step, no questions asked. 

I think the change is most noticeable to me from a reviewing standpoint. So far in 2021 there has been a lot of scrounging. Even Netflix has had a period where most of its new films have been foreign language niche movies. There's been a lot of reviewing of anonymous crap sent to us with streaming links by publicists. There have been a couple weeks when I think I only reviewed one new movie.

Now, though, I'm trying to figure out when I'll fit it all in. Netflix also debuted Amy Poehler's new directorial effort, Moxie, yesterday, and my review of that is going up tomorrow. That means the three other movies I've mentioned in this post will fight for a limited number of slots next week, which will be even more limited given that Monday is a holiday, and the conventional wisdom is not to post things you hope people will look at on days when they aren't trapped in front of their computer all day.

It's a good problem to have, and quite a different problem than the problem we've had for a year now.

So maybe a better March is a symbol of a return to normalcy, globally. I'll take, and optimistically interpret, any symbol I can get right now.