By Nadia Ranaputri
Director: Kathryn Bigelow
Cast: John Boyega, Will Poulter, Algee Smith, Anthony Mackie, Jason Mitchell, John Krasinski.
As Kathryn Bigelow's latest film, Detroit is an active detonator. It doesn't open with a bang, it opens with an inevitable spark of blazing fire that leads to days of riots, and days of full-blown war-zone.
It's 1967. All is peace and quite in the streets of Detroit. All is normal, but it's later proven to be the spark in what came to be the 12th Street Uprising, and the oncoming days of riots and relentless retaliation (including a vicious barging from the police at the Algiers Motel).
Detroit sets its story through multiple characters, particularly of John Boyega's Melvin Desmukes, a private security guard who is introduced when he is ordered to protect a grocery store, and offers a cup of coffee to fellow officers nearby before all hell breaks loose at the Algiers Motel. Torn between his loyalty to his job and his need to protect the people who are wronged and falsely accused, his performance brings Boyega to a whole other level, proving himself once again in another stellar role. Along with Boyega, Algee Smith's Motown singer Larry tears through the spotlight with a soulful and captivating performance.
On the opposing side is Will Pouter's Phillip Krauss, a ruthless officer who feels that his acts are righteous ("You believe this is USA?" he remarks in disbelief during one scene), is a force to be reckoned with. Poulter's performance snaps full attention as he runs around using his weapon to full use. He's seen shooting an African-American male heading out from the grocery store, then went on to claim that he "missed" when he's accused of it; another has him commencing his own game of judge and jury to try and get the assumed suspects at the Algiers Motel to confess, only to end in blood spills and Krauss acting like nothing ever happened. A character that one can easily hate the moment he steps in, but also a character whose presence warrants the outmost attention.
Detroit's visual palette is anything but clean. It's viscerally raw, and it's as real as it gets. Detroit begins with a party that turns into a riot of African-American citizens asking the police force what they did wrong to be granted injustice among them. The riots and the retaliating force of the police have turned Detroit into war-torn territory, or "No Man's Land," as one character calls it in the film. The majority of Detroit's African-American citizens are assumed to be a threat, and even one scene has the police force mistaking an innocent citizen peeping through a window for a sniper.
Detroit's approach to the 1967 riots is like a vice grip, it holds you captive to see the brutal riots and unsettling injustice until it seeps its point right through the screen. We as the viewers are the witnesses who are trapped among the riots. In some cases, Detroit is like a walking trap filled with bombs that detonate once you step on the wrong plate; and in some parts, it may even feel like a documentary, given how its realism outweighs dramatization. The more settling parts can be seen as more of a dramatization, albeit still engaging enough.
Detroit sizzles with raging fire and relentless force. It has its moments where the spark fizzles, but it's when Detroit detonates and goes in full guns blazing that becomes the centerpiece of attention and sends its message straight to us. There is no better time for Detroit to tell its story on screen than now, when history has seemingly repeated itself in present day. Once Detroit sends its message, it's loud and clear, and once it's out, it becomes a lingering trail of smoke in the aftermath of a fire that doesn't go away.
Stars: 4/5
Trailer
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Director: Kathryn Bigelow
Cast: John Boyega, Will Poulter, Algee Smith, Anthony Mackie, Jason Mitchell, John Krasinski.
As Kathryn Bigelow's latest film, Detroit is an active detonator. It doesn't open with a bang, it opens with an inevitable spark of blazing fire that leads to days of riots, and days of full-blown war-zone.
It's 1967. All is peace and quite in the streets of Detroit. All is normal, but it's later proven to be the spark in what came to be the 12th Street Uprising, and the oncoming days of riots and relentless retaliation (including a vicious barging from the police at the Algiers Motel).
Detroit sets its story through multiple characters, particularly of John Boyega's Melvin Desmukes, a private security guard who is introduced when he is ordered to protect a grocery store, and offers a cup of coffee to fellow officers nearby before all hell breaks loose at the Algiers Motel. Torn between his loyalty to his job and his need to protect the people who are wronged and falsely accused, his performance brings Boyega to a whole other level, proving himself once again in another stellar role. Along with Boyega, Algee Smith's Motown singer Larry tears through the spotlight with a soulful and captivating performance.
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On the opposing side is Will Pouter's Phillip Krauss, a ruthless officer who feels that his acts are righteous ("You believe this is USA?" he remarks in disbelief during one scene), is a force to be reckoned with. Poulter's performance snaps full attention as he runs around using his weapon to full use. He's seen shooting an African-American male heading out from the grocery store, then went on to claim that he "missed" when he's accused of it; another has him commencing his own game of judge and jury to try and get the assumed suspects at the Algiers Motel to confess, only to end in blood spills and Krauss acting like nothing ever happened. A character that one can easily hate the moment he steps in, but also a character whose presence warrants the outmost attention.
Detroit's visual palette is anything but clean. It's viscerally raw, and it's as real as it gets. Detroit begins with a party that turns into a riot of African-American citizens asking the police force what they did wrong to be granted injustice among them. The riots and the retaliating force of the police have turned Detroit into war-torn territory, or "No Man's Land," as one character calls it in the film. The majority of Detroit's African-American citizens are assumed to be a threat, and even one scene has the police force mistaking an innocent citizen peeping through a window for a sniper.
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Detroit's approach to the 1967 riots is like a vice grip, it holds you captive to see the brutal riots and unsettling injustice until it seeps its point right through the screen. We as the viewers are the witnesses who are trapped among the riots. In some cases, Detroit is like a walking trap filled with bombs that detonate once you step on the wrong plate; and in some parts, it may even feel like a documentary, given how its realism outweighs dramatization. The more settling parts can be seen as more of a dramatization, albeit still engaging enough.
Detroit sizzles with raging fire and relentless force. It has its moments where the spark fizzles, but it's when Detroit detonates and goes in full guns blazing that becomes the centerpiece of attention and sends its message straight to us. There is no better time for Detroit to tell its story on screen than now, when history has seemingly repeated itself in present day. Once Detroit sends its message, it's loud and clear, and once it's out, it becomes a lingering trail of smoke in the aftermath of a fire that doesn't go away.
Stars: 4/5
Trailer
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