This is so tragic. I live a few stops from the Fruitvale station. What are we going to do about cops shooting innocent folks in the back? Why do we even need transit police? Trigger-happy BART police, who murdered Oscar Grant, just murdered one of their own officers in plainclothes, on Jan. 22, 2014! And it wasn't even at a BART station, it was at a raid in someones private home, far from the station! WTF???
It was wise of director Ryan Coogler to open with actual video footage of the murder of Oscar Grant. Every victim of a senseless killing has a story and we watch knowing this will be his last 24 hours.
An excellent performance from Michael B Jordan.
That juxtaposition of Oscar walking with his child sequenced right before a now-useless bag of his blood is thrown in a garbage can is going to stay with me for a while. Reminds me of a bit from Catch-22: "Man was matter, that was Snowden’s secret. Drop him out a window and he’ll fall. Set fire to him and he’ll burn. Bury him and he’ll rot, like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage."
The heartbreaking true story of Oscar Grant is reverently retold through Coogler's lens. The theme of police brutality and racial profiling is brought to the fore, along with this tale of an ex-San Quentin inmate with flaws but full of heart and soul. Michael B. Jordan shines in this and 'Chronicle'. A star for the future. What a signpost this film is - more relevant than ever, and a heartfelt remembrance of Oscar.
Good politics do not necessarily make for good films. Strong performances but the film is too enamoured by its docurealism and its false and clichéd notes veer it uncomfortably into movie of the week territory rather than the stark social realism it aspires to. On the other hand, perhaps the film's bald manipulation is what led it to be embraced by audiences. Perhaps what is bad for art is good for politics.
With a subject like this—an all-American travesty that puts the lie to any B.S. claim we live in a "post-racial society"—how could you not be moved? But while the idea is strong and Michael B. Jordan is amazing, the storytelling is mostly blunt and basic, relying on the sort of filmmaking cliches that make me wish I was watching a good documentary instead of an above-average docudrama. 3 out of 5 stars.
It's a sad story, and it seems like a lot of details were peppered to force the audience to empathize for Oscar and to make it a movie, but it was still a very moving/powerful experience. Octavia Spencer made me cry at the end; very tragic. A must-see of 2013.
made me cry so much, i have trouble thinking about it as a film, and yet it is also not the event (decidedly left out a lot of the political content), nor a memorial. so what do you do with a film like that? the quiet moments that felt so close, like i knew exactly what kind of physical space, what block even, it was shot in and could almost smell the air-- appreciated that.
& the sound of BART is haunting as fuck.