I saw For Colored Girls on DVD. It's not so bad, though, it could have been done in more original and shorter versions of each girl speaking their own monologues. Half of the film seems unreal because of it. I haven't seen the play, but the movie could've had a more original or unique approach for the audience.
Some of the girls have personalities that I can relate to (as a colored girl of Asian descent), or wish that I have the guts to show. Like Tangie's feral personality from hell where she just tells people how she feels or what's on her mind. I'm sure that alot of girls including me would, too, and see politeness or compromise as overrated. Same as Red Jo, whose icy personality tells everything that she should not be stepped over without saying much, which is ironic as her husband doesn't say much, yet his surprising betrayal says everything. That's the fear I have whether I've dealt with people still stuck in the 1990s, especially back in high school during the Grunge days, where they're acting all depressed like Kurt Cobain yet are living nice lives. Or people who have control over others without saying much or anything to me at all. Lack of communication, yet alot of power to betray or destroy.
I like that Khalil Kain portrayed the ultimate scumbag as a rapist in this film. I've seen his work since Juice and Zooman, playing Tiger Woods, a hate-filled father in a Ghost Whisperer episode, and a smooth-talking scholar in a CSI: Crime Scene Investigation episode. I haven't seen a brutal rape scene like that in film since Showgirls. Not that I enjoy seeing anyone get raped at all. But Khalil really did a fine job here; He's truly a versatile and underrated actor. He portrayed a scumbag that I don't even think that the likes of A-listers like Jake Gyllenhaal or Rob Pattison would have the guts to portray.
I was expecting either one of the male actors to portray some other character, like Hill Harper as either an abuser or the rapist, and Michael Ealy as someone shady or good. But, I get Hill playing a cross between Dr. Sheldon Hawkes and Donald Flack in CSI: NY. Even having a CSI-esque scene where he allows a victim to give a dead body his last assault in the autopsy room. And his name is Donald. A brotha named Donald. And Ealy as a moody military dude (which is ironically similar to his portrayal in Miracle At St. Anna), as well as Omari Hardwick's usual portrayal as a guy holding his head up or have seemingly high standards. I do like that Khalil is versatile in his role as a seemingly nice guy turned scumbag rapist. Khalil is surprising that way, I love it.
I could do without the long, operatic monologues when watching this film. Then again, alot of films being made nowadays in crappy ways is no surprise to me.
