What a terrible film...
There are two types of idiots that the director of 'When Thugs Cry' can be classified under: just a stupid, lazy fool, or one of those idiots that tries to be extremely intelligent and artsy. The filmwork in this movie is so terrible that it is nearly headache inducing. At one point, the tone will be a deep sepia and the next it will be full color. The sound editing is simply horrid, at one point being loud with cars passing by, then cutting to another character and hearing the yells of children in the background.
If this film was indeed made with a script at hand, then it could not have been very well written. It's completely indulged with stereotypes and random 'drama' thrown in there occasionally. At one point, there is a feud between a couple, and the next minute there is a concert going on where everyone, including the main character's significant other, sings his praises. The random outbursts of tragedies go by so quickly that one barely notices them. They are also proven insignificant because of the weak character development. One really does not care when a character is beaten to a point that is nearly fatal, nor does one care when a character is raped.
But, hey, at least Soundmaster-T produced that wonderful gem of music that is '2 Much Booty (In 'Da Pants)'
There are two types of idiots that the director of 'When Thugs Cry' can be classified under: just a stupid, lazy fool, or one of those idiots that tries to be extremely intelligent and artsy. The filmwork in this movie is so terrible that it is nearly headache inducing. At one point, the tone will be a deep sepia and the next it will be full color. The sound editing is simply horrid, at one point being loud with cars passing by, then cutting to another character and hearing the yells of children in the background.
If this film was indeed made with a script at hand, then it could not have been very well written. It's completely indulged with stereotypes and random 'drama' thrown in there occasionally. At one point, there is a feud between a couple, and the next minute there is a concert going on where everyone, including the main character's significant other, sings his praises. The random outbursts of tragedies go by so quickly that one barely notices them. They are also proven insignificant because of the weak character development. One really does not care when a character is beaten to a point that is nearly fatal, nor does one care when a character is raped.
But, hey, at least Soundmaster-T produced that wonderful gem of music that is '2 Much Booty (In 'Da Pants)'