It’s an occasionally amusing and insightful beltway satire that’s ultimately undone by its conventional mise-en-scène and predictable plot.
This disc is barebones, so Spike Lee fans will have settle for a solid transfer of the film itself when relishing this fo’ real, fo’ real shit at home.
The film registers an awareness for the narcotic qualities of cinema, particularly films that address matters of race.
Every creature here that’s intended to burrow into our nightmares is less a wonder of imagination than of size.
It’s most towering accomplishment are its set pieces, which manage to be brash, exhilarating, and even occasionally moving.