From the opening of the film, you enter with a bangin' soundtrack the underbelly of hustler's lives. Priest (Trevor Jackson) slips out of his sports car and immediately sets himself from the pack. He begins to want out of "the life". For much of his life, he has kept a low profile but the closer he reaches out, the further he is kept in.
Trevor Jackson shines with a suave swag and kept his pompadour smooth. Michael K. Williams solidifies himself as a stellar actor with the depth he brings to Scatter, Priest's mentor. He's a Jui-Jitsu instructor! I could watch Jason Mitchell paint a wall and feel a rush of emotion either with laughter or tears. He is Priest's partner in paper chasing, never the side kick. Esai Morales is sharp as Aldaberto Gonzalez, a distributor with ruthless methods to maintain power. Jennifer Morrison plays out of her norm well with a bad neck tattoo included. Lex Scott Davis, Andrea Londo, Brian F. Durkin, Big Blank Black and Kalaan Walker form an impeccable cast among key performances chosen by casting director Tamara-Lee Notcutt.
In the theater, we roared with laughter, clapped, gasped at the heart-pounding action scenes. Costume designer Antoinette Messam stitched fantastic fashion tailored to every character especially a group who wears white like armor. While there is a lot of violence and a gratuitous sex scene, it all made sense for the characters and the progression of the story. Director X astutely engages the audience with excellent writing by screenwriter Alex Tse.
This film would have faired better if it did not attach itself to the original "SuperFly". This film stands alone with its flavor. Atlanta is well represented. From the Kennesaw State license plate to aerial shots of The Varsity to trap houses. "SuperFly" is a conversation about opportunities for black and brown men, the interactions with police and the appetite for power. Yes, women are virtually secondary but are not an inaccurate representation of how women in this world are.