26 July 2008
Spinning Into Butter, dir. Mark Brokaw (2007)
Extremely disappointing retread of all the arguments you've heard before. The mystery surrounding racial attacks on a student at a prestigious Vermont school is the centre of numerous arguments and discussions about race in contemporary America. But when Sarah Jessica Parker condemns her black reporter friend with references to him wearing chains, I almost choked. I understand racism exists all over the world, but this movie felt like it should have taken place in the 1950s. These did not feel like modern arguments.
Perhaps it had to do with the executive set at the school all acting like their black students were one dance party away from swinging from the trees and raping their women. I just don't see that as the pervading American attitude anymore. Racism, sure -- out and out fear of black people... still? I don't know what point Miranda Richardson's character was ever trying to make with her hardly contained racism. And Sarah Jessica as this white knight for these kids? And the mystery turning out to be something so predictable -- racial attacks on one student was meant to mean the entire black student body was at risk? No one thought to dig a bit deeper into the one kid's life? Ugh -- it was so frustratingly dated and pointless.