Posts Tagged ‘Precious’

CD Review: Mary J. Blige, “Stronger withEach Tear”

Stronger With Each TearMary J. Blige recently performed her new single, “I Am,” on the finale of Fox’s So You Think You Can Dance, surrounded by dancers costumed in some of her signature looks from the past 17 years. From the ‘round the way girl style of What’s the 411?, the diva in jeans and a white wife-beater from My Life, to the runway-ready looks of The Breakthrough and Growing Pains, the dancers bookended Blige, who demonstrated just why she continues to hold the title of Queen of Hip-Hop Soul. Embracing the past with a hopeful eye to the future, and overcoming the drama in her life, has been a consistent theme throughout Blige’s discography of the aughts.

A quick scan of the track listing of her ninth release, Stronger withEach Tear (Matriarch/Geffen), might lead you to believe Blige has left all that drama behind and is finally in a place to be happy. This will likely be a polarizing record among fans of her adult contemporary leanings, as the personal turmoil hits the floor so goes with it the heartbreaking ballads that have been her trademark. In their place is a reinvigorated Blige who is ready to let go and have some fun. (more…)

Dw. Dunphy On… The Theater of Pain

I struggled to find a properly descriptive title for this week’s column and failed miserably. I’m actually referring to movies that beat up the main character so badly, for so long, in such depressing detail, that while the performances in the film may be extraordinary, one wonders if such subject matter could be portrayed any other way.

I’m thinking about the movie Precious, in which young Gabbie Siddibe plays the title character, and said character is put through the wringer multiple times, hung out on the clothesline, beaten until dry, then chucked back into the choppy water again. Her character is the victim of multiple devils, including her drug-addicted hell-bitch of a mother, portrayed with teeth-gnashing intensity by comedian Mo’Nique, and multiple incidents of incest (and pregnancies). It is that last bit that, while horrific on its own, ultimately throws down the final insult to Precious and her harrowing life. I won’t spoil the plot any farther, but it should suffice to say that there is no tapping of ruby slippers at the end to carry her back to safe shores.

While not as graphic and painful, but equally depressing, Will Smith’s turn in The Pursuit of Happyness totally left me puzzled. There are people who swear up and down and sideways that this is a great movie, and I’ll admit that Smith as the got-it-down wise guy is nowhere to be found on the screen. His performance presents a complete character and yet, again, considering how much foot gets buried in his hindquarters in the story, you’d have to be a pretty rotten actor not to be able to get the audience to sympathize. It’s based on the true story of Chris Gardner, who lost his wife under the strain of a poor career choice. When she left, he fought to keep, and remain with, his young son. (more…)

No Concessions: Happy Goddamn Thanksgiving — “Precious,” “The Road,” and More Feel-Bad Holiday Movies

Thanksgiving: For some, that time of the year to reconnect with friends and family, to eat plenty of turkey and trimmings, and figure out what to gift Aunt Ida with this Christmas. For filmgoers, a big fat plate of depression, as the movies grim up, some chasing Oscars and prestige, others going for our wallets, and all of them leaving us in serious need of candy canes and eggnog.

This season’s champ is clearly the feel-good urban horror movie Precious. It leaves no stone unturned to flatten us. A partial checklist of miseries: Poverty. Illiteracy. Morbid obesity. Incest and rape with dad. Two-time teenage pregnancy, the first resulting in a Down’s syndrome child matter-of-factly named “Mongo.” Oh, and it’s 1987, as AIDS did its worst to decimate whole communities. The movie is based, as the subtitle tells us, on the novel Push by Sapphire, and it pushes hard, squashing our tearducts. I smell a musical.

But wait, it gets worse. Poor Precious (Gabourey Sidibe), the punching bag of the title, is stuck in a festering, shades-drawn-tight Harlem apartment with her monster mother, played, in a performance of epic degeneracy, by Mo’Nique. Director Lee Daniels has conceived the film as a kind of fairy tale, with the big-boned actress as an unstoppable seven-headed dragon. From her sweaty couch she smokes incessantly, drinks buckets of Sunkist orange soda, defrauds the welfare authorities, and treats her daughter as her personal slave, hurling everything including the TV at her and poor Mongo—and she uses Precious for sexual gratification, too. Come awards time Mo’Nique should be whisked from the red carpet and transferred to the Hague to stand trial for crimes against humanity. (more…)