Skip to main content

The Harder They Fall: A Review

 Firstly I'd like to applaud the great casting. I loved how the movie captured the brilliance of each of the main actors without shining the spotlight on one character too much. My faves were definitely Cuffey and Nat Love. Someone said that Jonathan major's smirks could light up a new sun, and they were absolutely right. Danielle as Cuffey displayed the most amazing acting in my opinion. That role took her out of her comfort zone and she grabbed the opportunity to thrive.


Music and aesthetics have a huge impact on a flick. Personally my favourite scene in terms of aesthetics was the part where Mary was being led to Rufus Buck in Trudy's saloon. The blue lady dancing to Wednesday's Child was a touch of class. Even in the scene where Buck finally faces NAT love in that room. The aesthetic ruins. The music was intense, deep and true to the theme. I found the genre mix quite titillating. I especially loved the Fela Kuti song used for Trudy and Mary's fight scene.


The story was sound and refreshing. It didn't dwell too much on racism and slavery which tend to be the recurring themes in black American movies. Jeymes Samuel made it about the blacks outside white exploitation without completely ignoring that fact. The story is basically a man scarring his brother because of the sins of their father. I absolutely enjoyed the poetic ending. Rufus watching as his younger brother takes his revenge while he also takes his. 


The legends, Regina King, Idris Elba lived up to their reputations. However I think the real stars were the new crop. Stellar performance by Jonathan Majors and the Nat Love gang. Absolutely loved the guy who was lightning with the blam blams. I'd love to see more of him in future. Lakeith did not disappoint either with his lackadaisical energy. Zazie Beets was alright, I am for the argument that a different actress would have been more appropriate for the role.


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

365 dni: A review

 Tiktok was raving about this movie and the fomo got to me. The snippets looked compelling I just had to witness the full thing. I soon discovered that the movie is basically a thinly veiled porno. Less than twenty minutes in and some lady is choking on a penis. The story is basically about a mafia boss who almost died at some point, in that moment he saw the face of a woman and when he recovered the woman still lingered in his mind. He sought her out and finally finds her five years later when she visits Sicily on Holiday. The girl is Polish. Massimo, the mafia boss, kidnaps this woman and gives her 365 days to fall in love with him. He promises not to touch her unless it is what she wants.  I think the story was ok. They just failed to help it along. They just rushed through some things that could have intensified the movie. For example, I think Laura could have put up a more rigorous struggle. Because it seemed as if she was too comfortable and content for a kidnap victim. ...

Karma

I dread the night The darkness inspires despondency  The silence amplifies my pain My knees kiss the ground As I find myself once again deep in supplication The tears flow uninhibited The bill has come due for my numerous mistakes Regret has become my daily portion A bitter pill to swallow in every waking moment I accept my folly  I didn't know any better Lord, please show me the way to atone Let your mercy find me again Let my skin feel the sun's rays once more

Isadora

  Isadora what have you done to me? Why have you done it to me? Was I not fine before you walked in and left my mind in a state of disarray You are a cruel trick, Isa A karmic retribution Why would the gods make me exist adjacent to an ideal version of me? A version leaps and bounds ahead of me Why place a piece of coal next to a diamond If not to punish the coal? Surely your cells contain remnants of the dna of the fallen angels That would explain why you're so aggressively stunning Your beauty breaks done all resistance and says  ' I'm here, acknowledge me. Bow before me ' Fisher of men Your nets are bursting You blush when they fawn over you As if it's all new to you Yet you eat their adoration for breakfast, you subsist on it. You're Beyonce and the rest of us are your back up dancers Even as we contort our bodies this way and that We are not perceived  It is the undulations of your body that they want to see And it is quite the specimen, your body The sculp...