One of those rare films in which its terror-threatening taglines apply both to the monsters in the film and the developers who instantiate the logic of late industrial urban decay and the evacuation of communities. South Bronx as the ghost-town primal rage restaging of a lost battle against gentrification. There is no defense.
Come watch tomorrow night (Thursday), 8:30 PM, my house.
2 comments:
Dewey, what a guy! Would have preferred to see more of Gregory Hines though. Somewhere in a warehouse are hours of South Bronx POV footage waiting to be edited into a Percee P video.
Yeah, Hines kills it in this movie. As does Edward James Olmos' doing a full-frontal nudity version of a Danzig video.
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