I’m genuinely surprised by how many people are embracing this with open arms, cooing and smiling as they cuddle on up to it. Not because this isn’t great, but because I don’t think that’s the reaction Sean Baker is courting.
What could have been just a quick way to bring out the warm fuzzies is instead something more subversive and pointed. It’s a sobering, unflinchingly thorough portrait of a specific American underbelly that acts like a sentimental coming-of-age bauble and…
This movie breaks the world.
Seriously, let’s take a moment to remember what this actually is, a sequel to a 35-year-old movie that’s been enshrined as a classic. Everything about that points to a stain on the original’s legacy, the best case scenario being one that would fade with enough bleach. This couldn’t be good.
And it’s not. It speeds right past being “good” without breaking a sweat.
What it is is one of the most intelligent, ambitious and provocative…
Another movie where I got my name in the credits! (And therefore won’t actually be rating or reviewing.)
I also saw in the background a girl I happened to date at the time this was shooting, one who frequently worked as an extra. She said that Hugh Jackman told her she looked beautiful on camera.
She ghosted me a few weeks later.
There are no coincidences.