Sylvie’s Love is a polished, whimsical love story set in the racially turbulent 50s and 60s.
Warning: Fatal Affair was neither fatal nor was it an affair! Actually, while the movie makes good observations and teaches some useful lessons about marriage, the only people for whom it is fatal is its misunderstood, taken for granted audience.
Ten minutes in you’ll still be trying to figure out: is this movie black? Is it utopian? Is it confused? Is it trying to be race blind? Turns out it’s all of these things. And more.
Covers all the bases without being formulaic. Gritty and realistic but you never feel like it’s painting by numbers.
This bittersweet movie foreshadows current events and the discussion about policing in black neighborhoods.
The cinematography is noteworthy, the war footage engrossing, and with actual, original period clips from America’s turbulent 60s and 70s spliced in, the feel is authentic, if not plaintive.
Clumsy transitions mar an urban crime drama whose whole turns out to be far less than the sum of its parts.
It achieves nearly perfect pitch in its portrayal of LA area hood culture…