Review of Black Snake Moan (2006) by Vrblknch — 03 Mar 2007
DON'T BUY IN TO THE NEGATIVITY, THIS IS IT UNTIL THE EYECANDY OF 300. Flick was at least as good as, if not better than HUSTLE and FLOW. Sam Jackson again channels the TIME TO KILL simple folk nature, but there is the tongue in cheek SNAKES ON A PLANE dialogue creeping into it all.
This man needs one of those statuettes, on principle alone. Who else shifts as many gears? Consistency. Ricci is fearless and I'd never think I'd be giving Justin Timberlake props, but he did his thing.
Yes, the premise speaks to taboo and typecasting, but we know that is the intent. The resolution is in no way contrived. This flick meant and moved me more than BABEL's mute chick or latino nanny did wandering around the border desert or neo-trance clubs.
And any one with a memory could call THE DEPARTED, a vanilla NEW JACK CITY. My only qualm was the run time. Could have trimmed off about ten minutes. Craig Brewer is on a roll. Pimps, hoes, rap, and blues.
What could be next? The way he creates such a sweaty, sensual atmosphere on camera, I would really like to see a Swamp Thing or Daniel Craig Live and Let Die remake? Gleeful x-ploration of x-ploitation.
This review of Black Snake Moan (2006) was written by Vrblknch on 03 Mar 2007.
Black Snake Moan has generally received positive reviews.
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