There are two previous threads:
This one (which is more about the name than the movie)
and
This one(which was more about the movie but had many people who had not watched it yet)
So I hope nobody minds if I start a new one that’s for people who have seen the movie.
[In my best Simon Cowell voice]I found this film to be profoundly disturbing, horrendously depressing, amateurishly directed, derivative of The Color Purple and other films, often cliched, and
I
absolutely
LOVED it.
As much as I loathe to compliment anything that has Tyler Perry in the credits (though in fairness he did not write the story, adapt the story, appear in or otherwise tarnish the film and in fact had major misgivings about it due to language and subject matter) this is one of the best films I’ve seen in years. Not only is it good but I think it’s one of the few films that would count as ‘important’.
When I first read about it- black teenager grows up with abusive horror of a mother, has two kids with her father, begins a voyage of self discovery- I thought what most people probably did which is “Did you like Color Purple and A Patch of Blue? Well here they are again! This time with a modern urban setting and lots more fat!” Certainly it’s not coincidental- I understand in the novel (which I haven’t read) The Color Purple is even referenced as a book and a movie- but this is ultimately no closer to that than Saving Private Ryan is to The Longest Day even though both are very good movies about D-Day, or than The New World (a very under rated and underseen film imo) is to Dances With Wolves even though both are about white guys mingling with/learning respect for natives. It’s ultimately it’s own thing.
Often when a movie stars an actor like Gabourey Sidibe- one who is so far outside the bounds of conventional beauty or traditional leading lady- the praise is more for the novelty than the talent. Not so with Gabourey- she is phenomenal. I completely believed her character and thought I’ve rarely seen a more perfect case of actress and role seeming to have been [no snarkiness intended] specifically grown for each other ala one of the Navi units in Avatar. I haven’t seen The Blind Side but it must have 20 times the script and Sandra Bullock 4 times the talent I gathered from the trailer and her other work if she deservedly won out over Sidibe.
Mo’Nique I thought was capable- good even- but not great. UNTIL- that final scene with the social worker, Ms. Weiss (Mariah Carey- who I did not recognize incidentally) when she discusses the first time her husband raped Precious and I thought “God damn! How many actresses have had long successful careers and never so nailed a scene? Or made you feel such revulsion, hatred… and sympathy… in one short scene?”
And to me, her mother was a sympathetic character. This doesn’t mean that I found her remotely likeable or that I don’t think she should be held accountable for her actions or even that she should be free, but Mo’Nique found the humanity in her. She was mentally ill, completely beaten, wanted so desperately to be loved by a man who did horrible things to their own daughter and yet she tolerated it and lived in a hell she helped to fashion. I’m not saying “all she needed was love and meds” or that she should be allowed anywhere near her daughter and grandkids- she’s awful and malignant- but that she’s a person, not a stereotype and not just some sociopathic monster, which makes her more horrifying.
The fact that giant warts and all it ended with some optimism and reason to be hopeful was incredible considering that they did it believably. There was no deus ex machina- Sidney Poitier getting her enrolled in a school for the blind and learning she knows he’s black or Celie suddenly inheriting a shop and finding out her pa wasn’t her pa (which always seemed the most contrived part of Color Purple to me) and it’s not like she becomes a video star, but she achieves a shot at something better.
A reason I say I think it’s an important film is that I’ve known more Precious’s probably than I have ‘kids from John Hughes movies’. That’s not to say they were all morbidly obese inner city black incest survivors, but that they were people who- to quote Tyler Perry about the core audience of his M’dea movies- “people who Hollywood doesn’t know or doesn’t care exist”, people who’ve fallen through the cracks and lived in conditions or families that would make Ferris Bueller’s testicles come out his ass and filled with people who they can’t even begin to describe to strangers, a low burner quotidian hell where beauty and happy endings are things that happen on TV to people who are nothing like them. Not to be melodramatic, but I sometimes wonder if people know just how many people like this there are, America’s Untouchable caste.
And when Hollywood does represent them half the time they get it laughably wrong. I can easily see some producers reading treatments for Precious and thinking “instead of morbidly obese black incest victim, let’s make her slightly plump Hispanic kid with a speech impediment- played by Miley Cyrus- and she falls in love with her speech therapist Jude Law”.
On a frivolous note my biggest '80s geek moment was "OMG, that’s her… what’s her name… from Head of the Class, but I mention that just because.
Well, enough about my take. How’d you like, dislike, or otherwise perceive it?