The truth will out?
Detroit (15)
Director: Kathryn Bigelow
The Plot: A dramatisation of real events that took place in the city of Detroit, in July 1967. Racial tensions escalate to the point that a large amount of the city's black population begin to riot, loot and burn down buildings. With the police forces overwhelmed, a curfew is put in place and the National Guard and US Army are brought in to put the city on lockdown. At the Algiers Motel, a deadly confrontation ensues when a black man fires a starter's pistol out of the window, prompting a violent response from the Police. Among the people involved are Krauss (Poulter), a racist white Police officer; Melvin Dismukes (Boyega), a black security guard who tries to calm the situation, and Larry (Smith), a black singer from the group "The Dramatics" who had taken shelter at the motel after a cancelled show.
Review: Kathryn Bigelow is no stranger to taking on controversial topics; having dealt with the Iraq War in 2008's amazing The Hurt Locker and then the hunt for Osama Bin Laden in 2012's terrific Zero Dark Thirty (which itself generated controversy for it's portrayal of waterboarding), she's come a long way from her earlier work - of which, mind you, not a single bad thing can be said about 1991's Point Break, one of the best films ever made. Just let me do it, Johnny. I digress. With her latest film Bigelow has taken on the subject of racism, focusing on a particular incident that took place in the notorious "12th Street Riot" in Detroit. It's a difficult topic, and if you read anything about the Algiers Motel incident you'll find conflicting reports and opinions about what happened. The film attempts to be both part history lesson and part commentary on the social injustices that took place.
Apart from a rather odd graphical sequence at the beginning where text tells the audience about the various discriminations the black population of Detroit faced, Bigelow does a good job of setting up the events that happened. The production value is outstanding, from the locations and costumes to the cars and props used - this absolutely looks and feels like 1967. We see the police raid on an illegal bar that sparks the riots into existence, and then while events feel a bit rushed from there, we still get a very good impression of the scale and impact of the rioting and looting, prompting the deployment of the National Guard and the Army.
This is all a lead up to the second and central act of the film, the raid of the Algiers Motel that leads to the deaths of three of its residents. This is the film's high point - it's a long, dramatic and tense scene that's terrifically acted by all the players involved. Shooting and killing one man as they enter (who unbeknown to them was the one who fired the starter's pistol), the Police begin a violent and intimidating interrogation of all the people present at the motel - largely black men, including Larry, but two white women are also present and receive the same treatment. There are some horrible moments of racism and profiling which, along with the brutality, Bigelow doesn't shy away from showing.
The acting here is excellent and paints a picture of all sides of the incident: Poulter, as the racist officer Krauss, is a vile and unlikeable character who firmly believes that what he's doing is right and justified, but his mask slips slightly after the second man is killed to reveal fear of being caught. On the opposite side of this is Larry, who wants nothing to do with the violence raging on the streets, and his fear and compliance makes a gradual shift to anger as he suffers at the hands of Krauss. Boyega, as Dismukes, is caught in the middle: as an armed security guard he's shown slightly more respect from the Police (but not a lot), and he enters with them in the hope of keeping the situation calm. We get the strong impression of a character who's frustrated at the fact that even though he has a badge and gun as well, there's little he can do other than encourage the others to co-operate and not lash out.
After this powerful second act, the film begins to fall flat in the third where it deals with the aftermath of the incident. The film has a rather bloated run time of around 140 minutes, and as it switches into something of a legal drama as Dismukes, Krauss and the other Police are put on trial I was beginning to get a bit weary. The film still has relevant points to make in this section but it's in no hurry to do so. There was also a rather baffling switch in Boyega's character where, being questioned by Police, he states that all three black men were dead when he entered the hotel, which is clearly a lie, and we're given no explanation as to why he offers that version of events.
The reason why I feel the film doesn't quite work is because I left the auditorium not quite knowing what to feel. Despite the damning criticism of the racism on display, I wasn't sure exactly what message Bigelow was trying to present with this film, other than "racism is bad" (which I wholeheartedly agree with). While she's clearly on the side of the people who were hurt and victimised in these events, there's a failure to condone the violence and disorder of the rioters. Some of the hotel residents blatantly lie to the Police as well, and while it's impossible to imagine how you'd handle that kind of situation unless you're in it, the film doesn't criticise them for it at all. The film ends with a notice to the audience that some events and dialogue have been dramatised, based on the accounts of the participants, so unfortunately you're left to make your own mind up about what was real and what has been guessed at. Not good when you're dealing with powerful events like this.
Score: 3 out of 5 stars
Another technically accomplished and presented film from Kathryn Bigelow, that unfortunately isn't clear on what it's trying to say. Given the recent events in America it's clear that racism is still, sadly, a big problem in our society and any film that speaks out against it is welcome, but despite it's excellent performances and strong central act Detroit is a bloated film that doesn't quite hit the mark and, by its own admission, is just one interpretation of a horrific sequence of events that only the people involved will ever know the truth about.