I got the opportunity last night to go to an advance screening of Get Out at the @bfi.
You’ll be glad to hear that I wasn’t late and,got to the BFI in time, even though the desk clerk was trying to hold me up, looool. I was determined to see this film from the beginning.
So the first thing that @jordanpeele used to set the precedent from the jump was an eerie undertone which continued throughout the film. The build-up of tension was amazing, but it wasn’t over the top. Within the first 20 minutes, the elephant in the room gets addressed: interracial dating and the meeting of the parents for the first time. Immediately, you’re satisfied that the power couple in this film are as solid as a rock, which is made clear when an incident involving a police officer is shut down in an instant.
The signs were there from the beginning, but if you were put in that situation, would you think you were overreacting??
The interracial tone is mellow from the beginning, something that is subtle, but still addressed.
I would also like to point out the dry humour and wit throughout this film which will put any audience at ease, no matter what race, colour, or creed, which was very refreshing. The audience responded as a unit with laughter, with ooouuus and AAAARRRHHHs among the shocking and funny responses to different scenes throughout the film.
Jordan Peele made it perfectly clear that people of colour receive the same treatment or greeting, which wasn’t necessary. I mentioned earlier about the underlying racial stigma that, like little pockets of gold, are plotted and embedded throughout the film, which reminds me of a story that happened to me once and will explain what I mean perfectly.
So I went to visit my dad and his now ex-girlfriend whose mother was visiting from Ireland. Now keep in mind that my dad’s ex was mixed race. I’m in the kitchen and the “mother-in-law” was cooking roasted lamb chops, roasted potatoes- the works with all the trimmings. She served me the food and asked if I liked it. I said, “Yes, thank you, it was really nice.” Then, and this is the underlying racial profiling, if you will, she said, “Oh, that’s good. Have you had lamb chops before?” I replied, “Yes,” and she said, “Aww, that’s good because I wasn’t sure. I know your mum probably feeds you jerk chicken all the time.” Hahaha, I have to laugh because she was being legit serious.
Now the film shows real-life occurrences like this throughout, which non-blacks may not catch because, to them, there isn’t anything wrong with meeting a black person for the first time and assuming that we need to know that you have a black mate named Dave. It really isn’t necessary. It makes very light-hearted fun of it, which was great to see and not too serious.
There’s been enough serious racial films/TV shows and racial award ceremony f*ck ups this year and last to last us a lifetime.
I just want to give a MASSIVE s/o to Daniel Kaluuya, who drew you in through his eyes and his mannerisms. He understood the role and made you feel all types of emotion, which to me shows he really did understand it. He’s definitely one to watch for and I look forward to seeing him in Marvel’s Black Panther.