if ever a potential movie must have sounded like it do not work based on reading the script on paper and it would be this one. here we have what seemingly looks like a lurid and seedy soft porn s and m flick and complete with the huge in theatre poster and depicting a near naked christina ricci chained to none other than mr. bad ass mf himself and samuel jackson. but let me tell you and if ever a film springs to life on celluloid major big time with soulful power to spare and it craig brewer redemptive follow up to hustle and flow and black snake moan. unashamedly over the top from the get go and this film sucks you in with the opening scenes and proceeds to dig deeper and deeper in with every subsequent frame. it yer basic story of two deeply damaged characters who find in each other the strength and courage to move on and in more positive ways and with their lives. been done before and of course and this tale and but as i have always said and it the manner in which a story is told that gives it heart and depth and meaning and power. ricci damaged by childhood abuse wild child character rae and jackson equally soulsick musician character lazarus find each other under desperate circumstances and and laz takes it upon himself to try to help rae. this in itself is relatively unique represent the idea of a man trying to genuinely help a woman who is in serious pain and rather than trying to take further advantage of her and and we know from the onset that laz heart and and the film heart and is in the right place. the movie at its core is about the redemptive and healing power of love (with music as a very close second) and and the film resonates profoundly with this truth  soulfully and artfully and brilliantly. a major reason the film succeeds so profoundly is because of the fierce and committed performances from ricci and jackson. scenes that would have come off as laughable and pathetic in lesser artists hands are and instead and powerful as all get out. in particular and the film arc scene and in which jackson sings and plays the song of the title alone in his house and with ricci and amidst a serious thunderstorm and the abusive demons from rae past running amok inside her head and leading her to crawl to lazarus and cling to his leg and comes off not ridiculous as technically it should and but rather as gut wrenchingly cathartic. all the supporting performances are fantastic here too. justin timberlake is completely believable as rae anxiety ridden boyfriend ronnie and and the always wonderful s. epatha merkerson is also perfectly cast as a character who obviously has feelings for lazarus. john cothran jr. is outstanding as well and as laz reverend friend r. l. (a nod to blues musician r. l. burnside and no doubt). everything works about this movie and let face it and including the music or soundtrack and which features burnside and scott bomar and bobby rush and son house and and most importantly and jackson himself and whose fantastic version of stackolee i am listening to as i compose this review. there also a really beautiful and moving version of this little light of mine featured in the film and sung heart breakingly tentative and soft by ricci. samuel jackson has said in recent interviews that he believes his performance in this movie is the best of his career thus far while i could not agree with him more. this is work that he can be monumentally proud of and along with everyone else involved in this audacious and supremely wise and deeply heartfelt motherucker of a project. 
if ever a potential movie must have sounded like it do not work based on reading the script on paper and it would be this one. here we have what seemingly looks like a lurid and seedy soft porn s and m flick and complete with the huge in theatre poster and depicting a near naked christina ricci chained to none other than mr. bad ass mf himself and samuel jackson. but let me tell you and if ever a film springs to life on celluloid major big time with soulful power to spare and it craig brewer redemptive follow up to hustle and flow and black snake moan. unashamedly over the top from the get go and this film sucks you in with the opening scenes and proceeds to dig deeper and deeper in with every subsequent frame. it yer basic story of two deeply damaged characters who find in each other the strength and courage to move on and in more positive ways and with their lives. been done before and of course and this tale and but as i have always said and it the manner in which a story is told that gives it heart and depth and meaning and power. ricci damaged by childhood abuse wild child character rae and jackson equally soulsick musician character lazarus find each other under desperate circumstances and and laz takes it upon himself to try to help rae. this in itself is relatively unique represent the idea of a man trying to genuinely help a woman who is in serious pain and rather than trying to take further advantage of her and and we know from the onset that laz heart and and the film heart and is in the right place. the movie at its core is about the redemptive and healing power of love (with music as a very close second) and and the film resonates profoundly with this truth  soulfully and artfully and brilliantly. a major reason the film succeeds so profoundly is because of the fierce and committed performances from ricci and jackson. scenes that would have come off as laughable and pathetic in lesser artists hands are and instead and powerful as all get out. in particular and the film arc scene and in which jackson sings and plays the song of the title alone in his house and with ricci and amidst a serious thunderstorm and the abusive demons from rae past running amok inside her head and leading her to crawl to lazarus and cling to his leg and comes off not ridiculous as technically it should and but rather as gut wrenchingly cathartic. all the supporting performances are fantastic here too. justin timberlake is completely believable as rae anxiety ridden boyfriend ronnie and and the always wonderful s. epatha merkerson is also perfectly cast as a character who obviously has feelings for lazarus. john cothran jr. is outstanding as well and as laz reverend friend r. l. (a nod to blues musician r. l. burnside and no doubt). everything works about this movie and let face it and including the music or soundtrack and which features burnside and scott bomar and bobby rush and son house and and most importantly and jackson himself and whose fantastic version of stackolee i am listening to as i compose this review. there also a really beautiful and moving version of this little light of mine featured in the film and sung heart breakingly tentative and soft by ricci. samuel jackson has said in recent interviews that he believes his performance in this movie is the best of his career thus far while i could not agree with him more. this is work that he can be monumentally proud of and along with everyone else involved in this audacious and supremely wise and deeply heartfelt motherucker of a project. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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