Watching Detroit I realised a few things. not in the usual manner. but in a way that could come across as strange. going to Rio to see it with a Dutch girl, that was seemingly into different types of experiences, Detroit blew both our minds. it's an intense film. barely any of the film is set in any other place but a hallway and a room.
it's a distinct claustaphobic feel that makes this film so engrossing and dark. but i prefer the darkness, at times. darkness in films is a notion often wasted on perception. but that's a whole other thought. but it really is. what is darkness? sometimes i can watch something someone found extremely dark and see complete humour. but hear there is no real humour, to be honest. a McQueen film has bits of humour but this doesn't really have any. it's documentary esque. as race is the primary concern here. and it's brutal.
this is the type of film that makes a person really think. what is governance? what is corruption? and again, what is race?
when we finished watching this film we both were utterly in deep emotional paralysis. and walked down the road in slight funk. i soon left for a trip to Marrakesh and this film haunted. it's a film that i wouldn't want to waste the words good or bad on. it's needed. it's important. and once it starts it will have you consumed. you'll shed a tear, as the ending is sop dramatic. not to giveaway anything but verdict! wow... anyway I'm going to honestly get back to this breakfasty meal but solid film.
