Tuesday, August 6, 2019

The Last Black Man in San Francisco

Two friends chillin', creative paths, the days go by.

One, a gentle artist, the other immersed in local history.

His old family home, in fact, built generations ago, in which a new family now resides, whom he visits all too frequently.

To do housework, to maintain its atemporal integrity, a bewildering skyline nurtured with tact, the confused owners not quite sure what to do.

'Til tragedy strikes and they have to move out, leaving the age old mansion empty, at which point Jimmie (Jimmie Fails) and Montgomery (Jonathan Majors) move in, and make plans for a not so certain future.

Livin' it up.

Integral crosshair chronicles.

Dreams and reality quizzically coincide within, as a harmless inability to let go nurtures tactile belief.

It may be absurd in terms of expectations, but it's poetic as a matter of fact, as romantic people seek solutions beyond the law, and loving sympathy promotes amiable construction.

There's enough reality to challenge accusations of the ludicrous, inasmuch as traditional criticisms gradually emerge, but it's an old school brand of spiritually enriching understanding, that builds warm communal bonds, and encourages compassion as opposed to conflict.

Perhaps it's somewhat naive or a little too innocent, but wouldn't more innocence and less condemnation develop a less violent world, a thoughtful embrace, a declaration of love, or one less prone to desensitized destructive carnage?

The film isn't solely concerned with a house and who happens to own it.

Lives living adorn its fantastic frames with inquisitive dynamic yields, which add multidimensional depth.

A group of struggling youth question if not heckle on a disputatious daily basis.

Atomic legend and environmental impacts validate feisty folklore, as conversations define the moment, and move beyond the strictly personal.

An impassioned preacher assails injustice with mesmerizing soulful beats.

Subtly attired pedestrians and other curious randoms shake things up with unorthodox flax and thought provoking comic contrariety.

Montgomery ties so much together in a remarkable performance held in Jimmie's home, attended by friends and family, perhaps cut much too short.

Captivating in the moment nevertheless, observant vivacious infinites.

Joe Talbot's directorial skills erupt in the opening moments as he roller coasters through the community, struggling to get by yet still overflowing with life.

If you're looking for law and order and a predictable clamp down on bizarre behaviour, this film may not suffice, who looks for that?, but if you enjoy non-violent alternatives flush with lively independence, you may thoroughly enjoy it, as much as I did.

Abounding with creative grace.

Damned impressive.

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