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Moonlight
This synopsis for "Moonlight" more or less puts into words how I felt after I watched the movie two days ago. Some fine acting -- by all 3 of the actors who played Chiron, as well as by Mahershala Ali as Juan -- was wasted mostly by a cliche-laden script that's dense but doesn't really end up saying much, or at least saying anything fresh and original. And as Scott Marks noted, the visuals can't compensate (though, at least an attempt was made). Naomie Harris' "standard-issue hysterical crack mom" is exactly that. Ms. Harris, perhaps constrained by the script and direction, didn't evoke much sympathy in me, and the downward trajectory from when we first see her on screen -- dressed for work, being reunited with 'Little' after Juan brings him home, and then in each scene through to her last one when she was less stable and independent -- was a little too steep, and therefore all the more unrealistic. I have hope for both Barry Jenkins and Tarell McCraney that their future film work will be better, but I applaud the bravery of Scott Marks for exposing "Moonlight" for what it is: a tolerable, mostly watchable mish-mash of cultural woes that is causing the guilt-challenged critics and Hollywood elites to fall over themselves over the chance to praise Blacks and homosexuality and thus (2 for the price of 1!) Black homosexuality. I just wish Brad Pitt would executive produce my own cathartic film autobiography...an Oscar and Writer's Guild award would look nice on my kitchen counter.— November 20, 2016 12:50 p.m.