Yesterday, 19 March 2017, I saw Get Out with a friend (humble brag). It was discomforting, stirring, and just damn good. I give it 9.9 numbers out of 10 total numbers. Pretty fairly decently close to perfection.
Daniel Kaluuya plays a black guy (no shit, right?) named Chris who is dating a white lady named Rose, played by Allison Williams and is the only decent work she’s pulled in since Girls (which makes sense, she’s mediocre). Adam Driver is the only actor to get any work since that show, and that’s because he’s the only one with real chops. The kid got game. But this isn’t even about Girls.
Chris is invited to meet Rose’s fam, and it quickly devolves into a bizarre encounter with white people who do not have good intentions. One can see the kidnapping and creepy elements of the movie in its trailer, but the plot is deep and has considerable nuance. There are psychological and classical horror components in the movie that add to the already fascinating base of the story. It does not bore at any point.
The film made me fidget in my seat several times because of the sheer discomfort expressed in the situations, dialogue, and absence of dialogue. The writer and filmmaker Jordan Peele – the funny guy who is blowing the tits off of everybody who has typecast him as just a funny guy, including me – put “subtle” racism everywhere in the first act of the movie. I put subtle in quotations because it’s overt and undisguised. I believe this is an obvious trick to show that what seems subdued and fine to white people comes across much differently to black people, and I’m sure the common themes of prejudiced communication are often blatant to the receivers and unnoticed by the donors. Some of it was hard to watch because it was slowly ramped up as the film moved forward.
Daniel Kaluuya deserves a Golden Globe at the very least. I know it’s only March and there are a ton of upcoming performances for next Oscar Season, but he’s so damn good. I hope he is not forgotten by next fall. He has to be nominated for an Oscar.
As for Peele, he could clean house at the Oscars. He’d be one of the very few to do big numbers after their directorial debut. Jordan Peele will have the green light to write and create anything he wants for the rest of his life, and rightfully so. Peele frames the settings and actors in a way that made me anxious when there was no need. I felt as if a horrific incident was looming overhead from start to finish.
OKAY OKAY OKAY. NOW IT’S TIME FOR MY ONE GRIPE. THE ONE FLAW OF THIS MOVIE. IT IS DRIVING ME INSANE. THIS IS GOING TO BE A MASSIVE SPOILER BECAUSE MY GRIEVANCE IS WITH THE LITERAL CLIMAX OF THE MOVIE, SO IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THIS, DO NOT READ FURTHER. WATCH THE MOVIE BEFORE READING THE FOLLOWING.
Okay, so, at the very end of the movie Chris’s friend Rod (fantastic character who was used as Peele’s humor outlet) comes to rescue Chris from the family after his TSA detective work. This was a great idea, but he showed up by himself in a cop car. This is a logistical nightmare.
Earlier, he went to a police station and stated his conspiratorial case to a lady who was dubious at first, then downright laughed him off as insane. He takes matters into his own hands and somehow locates Chris, which seems like it should be damn near impossible but goes along with his narrative of being a quasi-detective and can be laughed off. However, there is absolutely no explanation for the fact that he drove there in a fully functional police vehicle with no officer accompanying him. Are we supposed to assume he stole a cop car to drive up there? That would have been reported so fast and tracked down so quickly he probably wouldn’t even have made it out of the city. Did the station lend him the car? That can’t be since they laughed him out of their office and they would NEVER LEND A CITIZEN A COP CAR.
For a movie that contained such depth and nuance, I am shocked the ending was so hamfisted. Put him in a normal car or have a real cop drive the vehicle and make up a tiny bit about how he convinced the officer of the story. That simple, that’s it. Now I can’t give this damn movie 10 out of 10 numbers. Because of that stupid fucking hiccup. I’m so mad and I really hope somebody points out a detail I missed so the ending isn’t a logistical nightmare. Anyway, I loved the movie.
Edit on 24 May 2017: I saw it again and was wrong about the car details. The movie is perfect.
Well, that about does her, wraps her all up… I guess that’s the way the whole darned human comedy keeps perpetuatin’ itself, down through the generations, westward the wagons, across the sands of time until we– aw, look at me, I’m ramblin’ again. Well, I hope you folks enjoyed yourselves. Catch ya later on down the trail. – The Stranger
Until next time,