La struttura non è male e la narrazione ha un ritmo lento ma non noioso, salvo rari momenti.I primi due atti sono riusciti, mentre il terzo, che doveva chiudere la storia, è il più piatto. Buona evoluzione del protagonista. Alcune scene efficaci ma pochi momenti che stupiscono. Storia a volte un po' ruffiana. Stile che non amo e un po' anonimo, con molta telecamera a mano. La tecnica c'è, con una bella messa in scena
the hero from Tarell Alvin McCraney's "Marcus; Or the Secret of Sweet" says at one point, "You ever wish it would all just wash away? Never heard a black boy say that, I bet. Not out loud. But I do. I do. I wish, wish them waters would rise up like that water in my dreams and take it all, me too, out and away. You wish that sometimes? I do. I do."
Objective judgment was impossible in the aftermath of #oscarsowhite, which is unfair because this film was lauded for the wrong, transient reasons instead of the indelible, right ones. The headline is not the inevitable experiences of these young men; it's the luminous cinematography and bated silences that access an unspoken truth that survives even the ravages of fate.
A great American film, not just because of the subject. But because of the fusion of subject and style; both radical in a mainstream American mode. The style wouldn't work without the story and the story wouldn't work without the style. It is a film that demands attention, not in the borgouis way of regular art house, which can easily be dismissed, but in a way that can change the way we view the world around us.