About The Movie:
Lance is retiring
from the game soon, and Harper sees the chance to cash-in on a biography of the
all-star player. However, first he’ll have to stitch the rift between himself
and Lance over the infamous affair with Lance’s wife Mia (Monica Calhoun) – not
to mention deal with all the drama that comes with having old friends like
Julian (Harold Perrineau), Candy (Regina Hall), Shelby (Melissa De Sousa),
Jordan (Nia Long) – and of course, acid-tongued Quentin (Terrence Howard) all
under one roof again. While both old wounds and new pains threaten the group’s
bond, they soon learn that there’s no better time than the holidays in which to
celebrate life, love, and good friendship.
A well-edited montage
catches us up on everyone’s progress since last we left them. Author Harper
Stewart (Taye Diggs) published his autobiographical novel “Unfinished Business”
and rode a wave of support … but hasn’t written anything close to that book’s
success, and is panicking because he and Robin (Sanaa Lathan) have their first
child on the way. After getting dumped by Murch (Harold Perrineau), the sassy
and outspoken Shelby (Melissa De Sousa) has established herself as a
pop-culture diva on a “Real Housewives” program. Jordan (Nia Long) has climbed
the ranks at MSNBC … and found herself a handsome, white boyfriend (Eddie
Cibrian). As for Quentin (Terrence Howard), he’s still living the single-man’s
dream, though personal changes might be on his horizon.
What Is Good/Bad About The Movie:
Large ensemble comedies usually need time to establish chemistry. The Best
Man cast can (and does) hit the ground running. There’s a familiarity
of friendship and camaraderie between actors, giving solid foundation to the
complicated relationship conversations, the raw sex talk, and the tender
proclamations of commitment and love that bind the Best Man script.
In 1999, Malcolm D.
Lee brought something truly unique to cinema screens: a story about
well-educated and successful young African-Americans that used the art of
writing and storytelling as a clever cinematic device for an insightful
exploration of the truths and lies that often co-exists within a tight-knit
group of longtime friends. While this long-time-coming sequel isn’t as fresh
(this is a post-Tyler Perry world we live in, after all) or inventive as its
predecessor, it compensates for its more streamlined and sitcom-ish storyline
with a bold mix of crude adult humor and weighty emotional drama that elevates
it above both the standard dramedy fare and similar “where are they now?”
sequels.
Diggs is once again a
solid protagonist and focal point for the story; Chestnut gives one of his more
nuanced and powerful performances in awhile; Calhoun is given the heaviest
lifting and handles her arc with a graceful gravitas; and Terrence Howard once
again steals every scene he can get his hands on as the rambunctious “Q,”
thankfully keeping things light even when they are at their heaviest or most
melodramatic.
There was a sequence,
a choreographed dance routine set to New Edition’s “Can You Stand the Rain,”
where the crowd appeared to be having as much fun as the actors. Those moments
are rare, and when they happen, you recognize the value of a credible
connection between a movie and its viewer.
The real star of the film, visually speaking, are the lavish settings we find ourselves in for most of the film. The Best Man opened Hollywood up to a seldom-explored world of upwardly-mobile African-Americas, and in this film those characters live in a world of downright opulence, which Lee manages to infuse with a familial warmth that helps to bypass any distracting socio-economic notions or hangups. In short: though most of the film takes place in what looks like a veritable fairytale palace, it never feels like anything less than an intimate and natural home setting.
The real star of the film, visually speaking, are the lavish settings we find ourselves in for most of the film. The Best Man opened Hollywood up to a seldom-explored world of upwardly-mobile African-Americas, and in this film those characters live in a world of downright opulence, which Lee manages to infuse with a familial warmth that helps to bypass any distracting socio-economic notions or hangups. In short: though most of the film takes place in what looks like a veritable fairytale palace, it never feels like anything less than an intimate and natural home setting.
The last 15 minutes
of The Best Man Holiday deliver, without question, the
craziest sequence of events I've ever seen unfold on screen … maybe ever. Out
of context, we witness, in order: 1) An NFL player breaking the league’s
single-season rushing record during a Christmas Day game; 2) The death and
burial of a significant character; 3) A passionate hook-up at the post-funeral
family gathering; 4) A pregnant character’s water breaking, leading to an
awkward child birth in the back of a speeding Escalade; 5) And finally, a marriage
proposal, setting up what’s sure to be the third chapter in this expanding
franchise.
In the end, The Best Man Holiday is a worthwhile revisiting that manages to push its characters forward in a very mature and emotionally honest way. Best of all, by the time it’s all done, we’re left with the feeling that another visit with this unique group of friends would be welcome… even if we have to wait another decade and a half to get it.
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DeleteThis remains a genre that's appeal escapes me. It's all too well-dressed, too-pretty, too-well lit for my taste. I like reality. And it's hard to work up any sympathy for any of these characters as they waltz about in the sheen of their homogenized A-List lives. Their problems? NOT problems. More like character flaws or a matter of poor judgement. That said, the dialogue typically zings about with all the sassy fun of a well-written sitcom and yes, I will admit, all those bleached teeth are dazzling to gaze upon. Having the men take off their shirts or shake their booties also helps keep my interest. But in the end - it's all frosting and no cake. And dammit - I wants me some cake! - Uptonking from Wonderland Burlesque
ReplyDeleteouch, I take it that you didn't like the movie
DeleteI've got to see this
ReplyDeleteyou should, think you would like it
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