Idlewild

I don’t know how to begin to describe Idlewild, which stars Andre’ “3000” Benjamin (Four Brothers) and Antwan “Big Boi” Patton (ATL) of Outkast. Set during Prohibition, the movie spins the tale of Percival (Benjamin) and Rooster (Patton), two childhood friends who have matured into a hustler/musician and a piano player, respectively. Written and directed by novice filmmaker Bryan Barber, Idlewild has its moments of amateurism, but remains a lovely, endearing and truly special movie throughout. This is due in large part to the performances of Andre, Big Boi, and newcomer Paula Patton, who stars as the beguiling Angel Davenport, a singer who casts a love spell on Percival.

The plot centers on Rooster’s troubles running a popular jook joint/speakeasy while juggling his family responsibilities. Meanwhile, Percival yearns to escape his demanding father, a mortician for whom he works when not playing the piano at the club. Problems arise when Rooster becomes indebted to a local thug and bootlegger, played by the ubiquitous Terrence Howard (Crash, Get Rich or Die Tryin’). Here I must give a word about the amazing visuals. Director Bryan Barber is most well-known for music videos, and it shows. He is masterful at creating the musical performances, as well as using song to stir emotion and create mood. This is particularly evident in the love scene shared by Percival and Angel. It is viscerally beautiful: understated yet passionate. Idlewild has an avant-garde flair that will be lost on some people, which is unfortunate. I think the movie’s minor flaws, such as its occasional predictability – are outweighed by the truly unique and creative storytelling approach. Again, the performances are wonderful. I think we expect this from Andre’, but Big Boi is almost a scene stealer, in my opinion. Andre got the meatier scenes, but I appreciated the subtle authenticity of Big Boi’s portrayal of Rooster. They both push the envelope creatively, and are one of the few groups in hip hop that have transcended the game and are truly making art. Okay, enough of my rambling, I think you get the message. Idlewild is not a movie, it’s a film – and there is a difference. It should be appreciated on the big screen. Check it out.

The Night Listener

This was a weird little movie. Robin Williams (Good Will Hunting) stars as Gabriel Noone, a late-night talk show host who befriends a young writer named Pete Logand (Rory Culkin), via telephone. Pete has written a book about the abuse he suffered at the hands of his caregivers. That same abuse resulted in him becoming infected with AIDS. Gabriel is first introduced to the boy by his publisher, and he also has conversations with the boy’s adoptive mother Donna, played by Toni Collette (In Her Shoes, The Sixth Sense). Eventually, Gabriel and Pete make plans to finally meet. Shit gets creepy when Gabriel starts to suspect that Pete and Donna are the same person, after detecting similarities in their voices. Add to this the fact that no one has ever seen mother and son in person together, and you have a regular little mystery. This movie is inspired by a true story, so I guess we can assume that nutjobs like Donna exist in the real world. Are you confused yet? Don’t worry, it’s not that complicated – it’s also not that rewarding of an ending either. I started this review thinking I would mildly recommend The Night Listener, but on second thought, I’d have to say it’s a bit too strange to spend your money on. Wait for it on cable, at least you won’t be disappointed. Don’t get me wrong, I think Toni Collette can act her ass off, and Robin Williams is fantastic also – but this movie was just okay, despite its intriguing plot. Next!

Danity Kane

Okay, I'm not mad at these girls at all. Their album is good! They aren't setting the world on fire or changing the game -- their self-titled debut is just some good ole R&B. They're more pop than soul (duh) but the production is crisp and they ride the tracks nicely. This is probably the only Bad Boy album purchase your girl will be making for a while. I don't mess with Young Joc, and as for Cassie? I'm embarassed I have two of her songs on my I-pod as it as -- there's no way I can buy the entire album. I hope this chick doesn't make a dime. Oh wait, this is supposed to be a Danity Kane review. Like I was saying - I would cop this if I were you. You can just put this shit on in your car and ride out. If your musical tastes run toward the more sophisticated and meaningful, just consider Danity Kane a guilty pleasure. We're all entitled to a few of those every now and then.

Miami Vice

This is probably the sexiest movie I've seen in a while. Jamie Foxx (Ray, Jarhead) and Colin Farrell (Phone Booth, Alexander) star as the infamous Crockett and Tubbs, two undercover vice detectives originally played by Don Johnson and Philip Michael Thomas in the 80's tv series. Director Michael Mann (Collateral) was responsible for the series, so I guess it was only natural for him to direct the movie. The tv show became popular for its hot locale and even hotter storylines. I was a kid back then, but even I knew about Miami Vice.

Having said all that, I'm sure the move has a built-in fan base of late thirty and early forty-somethings who remember firsthand the decade of excess and indulgence that was the 1980's. The big screen adaptation of the series is very dark, both literally and figuratively. Filmed in high-definition, the movie is gritty and realistic. As a viewer, you feel like you are watching video footage of events that actually happened. The city of Miami is a character in and of itself, and frankly it is breathtaking. Deep blue water, purple and pink skies, and lush palm trees serve as a backdrop, but not in a cheesy commercialized way. It looks authentic and will make you want to book a plane ticket tomorrow.

The movie throws us right in the mix: there are no opening credits, no corny theme music, nothing but Crockett and Tubbs immediately. These are two cops who immerse themselves in the underworld. There are no laughs and jokes, no witty banter a la Martin Lawrence and Will Smith in Bad Boys. Shit's real in the field of Miami and Crockett and Tubbs don't crack a smile once. The storyline intially involves the pair going undercover (of course) to find out about a gang of white supremacists, but ends up touching on Miami's drug world (of course again). From what I understand, drugs were a recurring theme of the original tv series. Foxx and Farrell are compelling and completely believable in their roles. They are cooler than a polar bear's toenails. There's one part where Crockett drives a speedboat to Havana for mojitos as if he's hopping in the car to run to the grocery store for orange juice. Sick. My only complaint with the movie is that there was NO character development. It was just like BAM, here's the movie. Here's a day in the life of Crockett and Tubbs. It was like a two hour episode of the tv show with an 'R' rating. That may or may not be a problem for some people, but it's just my opinion/observation. At two hours and twenty-five minutes, it's also a wee bit long. Once again, I was accompanied by a date who dozed off and started to snore. Where do I find these guys? I digress. Bottom line: Miami Vice is a cool way to spend a hot summer night. Meow.