Not Quite Caught Up in Traffic
I knew this movie was in trouble when the director seemed to want the audience to be more shocked at the sight of a white girl sleeping with a black drug dealer than at the sight of a Mexican policeman being murdered by Mexican drug dealers. It didn't help that he had one character give an impromptu -- and totally unmotivated -- sermon about the influence of white drug buyers on black neighborhoods -- a sermon I would ordinarily applaud if it did not seem so out of place in the movie. (And having it delivered by a person who was a white drug buyer himself did not improve it.)
I would like to think that the makers of this flick meant well but just the same I'm not exactly in a big hurry to see this movie again.
I knew this movie was in trouble when the director seemed to want the audience to be more shocked at the sight of a white girl sleeping with a black drug dealer than at the sight of a Mexican policeman being murdered by Mexican drug dealers. It didn't help that he had one character give an impromptu -- and totally unmotivated -- sermon about the influence of white drug buyers on black neighborhoods -- a sermon I would ordinarily applaud if it did not seem so out of place in the movie. (And having it delivered by a person who was a white drug buyer himself did not improve it.)
I would like to think that the makers of this flick meant well but just the same I'm not exactly in a big hurry to see this movie again.
Labels: Benicio Del Toro, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Drogas, Michael Douglas, Películas Latinas I, Películas Nuevas VI, Películas Políticas I, Steven Soderbergh, Tráfico 2000
posted by Tonio Kruger at 9:09 PM
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