A Rage in Harlem (1991) from Tuna |
A Rage in Harlem (1991) is a genre film that I adored from beginning to end. There were three reasons for this:
Let me set up the plot. A black gang and a white gang make a deal involving stolen gold ore in a backwater Mississippi town. The deal goes awry; the police show up; and Robin Givens grabs the gold and heads to Harlem. She thinks the rest of her gang is dead or in jail, and doesn't much care. She approaches Danny Glover to sell the gold, but she needs a place to spend the night. As luck would have it, the undertakers' ball is being held in his establishment, and Forest Whitaker looks like a perfect patsy to her. He is overweight, doesn't drink or smoke, is an avid church goer, and is still a virgin. But his brother, Gregory Hines, is a major player. When Given's old boyfriend shows up looking for her and the gold, the plot gets a little crazy on the way to finding out who will get the girl, the gold and the money. |
IMDB calls it crime genre. I saw it more as a comedy. Ebert saw it as a love story, and liked it. Come to think of it, it should probably be called romantic comedy/crime. Although the plot was somewhat preposterous, and some of the characters were much larger than life, I was thoroughly entertained. |
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Scoop's notes in yellow: Many of Chester Himes's novels can fairly be called crime/comedy, I guess. He wrote exaggerated crime stories filled with offbeat elements and larger-than-life characters. (Or maybe life itself was actually larger in his world than in ours.) Himes knew crime from the inside. He spent seven years in prison for armed robbery, and it was in jail that he started to write. He did write many crime stories filled with quirky characters and lots of sex, but he's considered to be more than just a black version of Dashiell Hammett. Inside all of Himes's stories is a central core which portrays the potential of black people being consumed by both white racism and black self-loathing, a position which ensured that he would offend both white and black readers in America, where he stayed relatively unknown and unpopular during his lifetime. You might think to yourself, "well, so he offended black people and white bigots, but didn't he get an audience among white liberals?" No, not really. He managed to piss them off too. In addition to his genre fiction, Himes wrote serious books about the complicated, uneasy relationships that American blacks had with pet liberal causes like trade unions and socialism. Given the fact that he managed to offend almost every special interest group in America, Himes ended up living in Paris. Fortunately for him, his books were popular in Europe, especially in France. He is probably more popular in America now than he was in his lifetime. His works are often featured in "contemporary literature" courses in the top universities. I guess we've all had enough time to distance ourselves from those days, and can look back and see that he was right about a lot of things. One website biographer wrote:
He wrote several novels which became films:
When I was a student, Himes's book of erotic fiction, Pinktoes, was a popular read within the university set. I remember enjoying it, but it has never been made into a movie, perhaps because its attitudes toward interracial sex are still too controversial. |
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On a separate matter ... Bill Duke also directed the highly regarded Deep Cover (three and a half stars from Roger Ebert) about a year after this film (three stars from Ebert), but Duke was not able to translate that success into fame, and has not been able to sustain the success he enjoyed in that era. |
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