I could start with the music and then the cinematography, but nobody cares about that. Blanchett is superb, but it's her playing off of Hawkins, Clay & Canavale that gives us the real treat. The dialogue us frenetic as all Allen's films are, but hearing talented actors perform instead of the neurotic Allen is a pleasure. Critics attacking plot holes and Allen himself ate missing out on the subtle nuances of this estrogen filled version of Streetcar Named Desire. Instead of the brooding Stanley, we're left with the sensitive Chili & Augie, which changes everything and in no way for the worse.
This was a post I wrote on Facebook after surprisingly not seeing any moaning about the Documentary by Jose Antonio Vargas, titled White People Dayyum! I just scrolled my timeline and not a single white person got their feelings hurt by White People. I unfortunately haven't seen it, but the number of fake accounts that popped up on twitter, tells me it was a damn good show. Here's the thing. If someone of color aka non-white says "White Privilege," are you offended? If you said yes, then you are exhibiting white privilege. It has nothing to do with how hard you work or study, how you stayed out of trouble, because here's the thing, that is entirely the point. Somewhere out there, there are 100 Black, Spanish, Native American, Arab, Asian, who worked and studied as hard as you and never got in trouble, but they don't have what you "earned" or achieved. Stop looking at the one person you know who isn't white that achieved as your benchmark. Loo...
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