Things Never Said (FILM REVIEW)
Things
Never Said
Film Review
by Kam Williams
Battered Wife Takes Refuge in Poetry in Female Empowerment Flick
Miserably-married Kalindra (Shanola
Hampton) hasn’t yet found the strength to leave her abusive husband, Ronnie
(Elimu Nelson), even though the last time the creep put his hands on her, she
ended up in the hospital. Trouble is, it’s hard for her to figure a way out of
the situation, given that she’s been struggling just to keep a roof over their
heads on a truck stop waitress’ salary ever since her hot-headed hubby lost his
job at a gas station after breaking a tardy co-worker’s (Yorke Fryer) arm in a
fit of rage.
Beleaguered
Kalindra copes by crying on the shoulder of her BFF Daphne (Tamala Jones) and
by secretly dreaming of moving alone from L.A.
to New York
where she hopes to make it as a spoken word poet. Meanwhile, she tries to
summon up the courage to test out some of her emotional rhymes down at the
local café on open mic night.
Everything
changes for Kal the day she meets Curtis Jackson (Omari Hardwick) at a slam. No,
he’s not the rapper 50 Cent, but a gifted wordsmith, nonetheless, and willing
to take her under his wings, literally and figuratively. Soon, the two are
sleeping together, but the hunky Mr. Wonderful has no idea that his gorgeous
new girlfriend has a husband with anger management issues.
This recipe
for disaster is the ominous point of departure of Things Never Said, a
poetry-driven drama marking the directorial debut of veteran TV scriptwriter
Charles Murray (Third Watch). Unfortunately, between the campy melodrama and
cheesy sex scenes, the film unfolds more like a television soap opera than a
feature film.
Most
problematical, however, is the lousy poetry that’s force fed on us at every
turn. For instance, “Roses are red. Violets are blue. Get your ass up. I’m
still working on the end.” Equally-underwhelming was this variation on “This Little
Piggy Went to Market.” “This little piggy’s brokenhearted. This little lady
turns to stone. This little lady Cupid darted. This little lady’s alone. This
little lady goes ‘Wee! Wee! Wee!’ all the way to the poem.”
To this
critic, the staccato-style of poetry performed in this picture is the
equivalent of rap sans the music. Consider lines like “I am the wife of a piece
of [expletive]” and “My [expletive for genitalia] does taste like chocolate.”
So, if you have a strong stomach for crudity, the N-word and lots of cussing,
this foul-mouthed flick might be right up your alley.
An
uplifting tale of female empowerment tarnished by its crude method of
delivering a positive message.
Fair (1 star)
Rated R for
sexuality, ethnic slurs and pervasive profanity
Running time: 111 minutes
Studio: Ohio Street
Pictures
Distributor: Codeblack
Entertainment
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