Way too scripted, actually entirely scripted. The problem is Ali G isn't the kind of character to be scripted. He works best in more ad hoc situations, like interviews on talk show television. The movie has a few "smart" jabs here and there, but for the most part is a tiresome lowbrow hyper-immature comedy. Would have been a million times better if it was actually about him infiltrating or messing with actual real politicians-rather than the absurdly stupid fictional plot he is forced into here.

During an iconic scene in which Fishburne's character Styles describes the gentrification of Black American communities in the United States, it is on the surface a good description of the semi-organized undermining of the economic power, or the little thereof of black people. However if the scene is listened to carefully, Styles explicitly instructs his fellow neighbours to "keep the community black." And by that he's not just referring to keeping it mostly black, he means to keep *all* black... Black-owned and black-occupied. This means no Whites, no Asians, no Jews, no anybody who is not of the same race (i.e. black). Sounds mighty racist, doesn't it? Apparently, racial segregation ceases to be a problem if done by black people. There is an irony in the whole thing, concentrations of any demographic naturally cause rifts in national unity... Whether it be rich people living apart from everyone else, poor people all living together, or blacks all living together... In the end the film, maybe unintentionally, promotes an attitude of segregation... Of an "us vs. them" mentality. It doesn't take an historian to know the consequences of this sort of cultural mindset. Absent of sufficient economic resources and a firm cultural attitude of law and order, ethnic ghettos almost never work. They inevitably exacerbate racist beliefs and further the divide away from national cohesion. The result is not so much a nation united by a common purpose and culture, but rather a "mosaic" of cultures, developing semi-apart from one another. With few exception, this does not lead to a peaceful social order, evident simply by looking at a map of the world showing which countries rank highest in diversity... Most of which most certainly do not make any serious attempts to integrate their population or instil a culture that respects the rule of law. Quite the opposite so, those countries are by and large overrun with corruption and deadly sectarian violence. This demonstrates that it is not so much racial diversity that is innately a problem, but rather the diversity that arises when social divisions grow too great. Integration and rule of law is key. Apart from its failure to address that particular issue, Boyz n the Hood is a good film. While Fishburne's character is indeed a black separatist, he does try to steer his son in the right direction by discouraging him from using violence, and encouraging him to avoid unsafe sex. Unfortunately, this doesn't really work too well, albeit it works enough to keep his son alive. The film also includes strong performances and an excellent screenplay. The constant dread of violence is conveyed subtlety, but well enough to teach the audience of the harsh alternate reality people face in the black ghettos of America.

There's plenty of nightmarish visuals of a Brazilian zombie apocalypse in this semi-remake of Dead Set... The make-up and visual effects are surprisingly good and quite gruesome. I would say the visual design is most certainly the highlight and best part of this series. I am not certain why a near identical remake from the beginning (with some details swapped) was necessary, but the story does begin to deviate as the plot carries past the original film. The setting of Brazil is interesting and the show's set is highly detailed—with particular attention given to the lighting and atmosphere of literal decay. Although the stupidity of the game show cast is believable and of course satirical, the other characters who at first seem intelligent later prove to be even dumber than their predecessors... For really no apparent reason. Maybe they just decided to give up and abandon all reason? In the end, it all collapses into idiotic absurdity and the deviating plot offers nothing groundbreaking or memorable, with only a few interesting tidbits of pragmatic morality and character development. A good zombie horror fest, but not much else to it.

While Scarlet faces some rough times ahead in her life in the upcoming Civil War, she is by far privileged... Blessed with inherited wealth, fair skin, good looks, and a loyal family... She has everything in life... Or so would seem. In reality, Scarlet is living lesser as a human than her own slaves, who are about the only somewhat believable humans depicted on screen... For Scarlet is absent of humanity, love, and all the immaterial genuine human connections that makes a life worth the struggle of living. She is doomed to forever look upon what she does not have with envy, and for what she does have, with resentment. It can certainly be said this film glosses over the harsh realities of the American South under the slave system... The times are depicted in such fervour romanticism that it becomes absurdly comical. This is a work of romantic fiction however, so it need not be historically accurate. It need not teach the audience any moral message, if anything its sheer politically incorrect attitude is a refreshing sight to behold. This feature, unintentionally amusing, makes the film even better and fits seamlessly with the kind of personalities shown on screen. The acting is truly stunningly sublime, Vivien Leigh portrays her character with relentless perfection... She completely encapsulates in her performance the portrait of a tireless narcissist—plagued by unrequited infatuation... Acting as arguably one of the most insufferable characters of all time. I detract one star from the film only for its drawn-out length, which makes it very difficult to watch in one sitting. Overall however, the film is a cinematic masterpiece, with every scene masterfully crafted into a heavenly romanticized motion-picture landscape.

This movie is a rare oddity for a dramatized undercover police crime drama as it does not glorify the profession one bit. In every instance, it conveys at the very least an underlying mood of dread and terror. Donnie Brasco is in a jungle where he does not belong, yet he must somehow push himself to fit in with the hollow sociopaths around him... Even at the cost of his own family. He is a true hero, not chivalrous, but doing what is necessary at great sacrifice to himself and those he holds dear... And yet there is no reward for him in the end, no glory to behold. He's just another cog in the machine, more meat for the meat grinder, but at least he made the world slightly brighter. What this film does particularly well is its ability to demonstrate that in the ecosystem of organized crime, values such as honour, compassion, civility, and honesty are weaknesses-not strengths. Cunning, backstabbing, greed, and sheer brutal force wins the day. Brasco forgivably comes close to humanizing the inhumane, desperately looking for some manner of good in a somewhat fatherly-figure... Only to be starkly reminded that for the monsters inhabiting this dark underbelly of society, they will gut him like a fish should he reveal himself as a human being walking among them. This film has excellent performances by its entire cast and good direction... My main criticism is that the ending feels a bit abrupt, and left me with the feeling there should have been more explanation for the aftermath of the events transpired. It almost feels tired, but maybe that was the whole point all along.