Perhaps it is just me, but I did not enjoy much about the reimagining of the 1970s blaxploitation film Superfly. Maybe it really is about seeing a world of which I have no connection, but either way, I did not like this.
Youngblood Priest (Trevor Jackson) is a young cocaine dealer in Atlanta with broad plans of expansion. Wanting to make a lot of quick money so he can escape the world, Priest looked to become a larger scale dealer.
He comes into conflict with other cocaine dealers in the area which leads to violence and wild parties full of sex and people throwing money on the floor.
I had several problems with SuperFly. First, the film obviously wants you to be in the corner of Priest, but I found him just as crooked and criminal as all the others. Sure, Trevor Jackson plays him with a considerable amount of charisma, but that does not change the fact that he is a cocaine dealer. He is surrounded by a couple of friends who are worse than he is and do little to create a connection to me as an audience member. I don’t see any difference between most of these characters except for the clothes that they wear.
The women in this movie are treated much like they would be in a 1970s film as we basically see only the worst traits displayed by almost everyone except for Priest’s girlfriend (one of them, at least) Georgia (Lex Scott Davis).
There feels as if there are a ton of story threads tossed into the narrative seeing which ones might stick. There is a story with Priest and his old mentor (Michael Kenneth Williams), one with two dirty white cops who show up about 2/3rds of the way through the film from out of nowhere (and one was Emma Swan from Once Upon A Time and I could not place her face for the longest time- very distracting), and there was one with the head drug family and the man in charge Gonzalez (Esai Morales-who was another face that I had trouble placing).
This felt more like a rap video than it did a feature motion picture and that really had me checking out of it early. I wanted to like Priest, but the film showed him to be pretty much the same type of character as everyone else …just better at it. And of course, his hair was epic.
There were a lot of questions surrounding the motives on what they were doing. None of it seemed to be more than, “we want more money to make rain at parties.”
There were no characters worth rooting for and because of that, I checked out of the film early. Lots of uses of the N-word, which I never like, though I understand is in the vernacular of the African-American community.
I am not sure the purpose of this film.