David Oyelowo Pretty Solid in the Dipped in Saccharin ‘Selma': A Review
Selma is the very poorly-titled Martin Luther King Jr. biopic from Ava DuVernay. The title is bad because it’s boring and non-descript and despite its roots, doesn’t tell us enough about the star of the story, Civil Rights leader and legend, Dr. Martin Luther King. David Oyelowo does his best to rescue the film that follows MLK’s march in Selma, Alabama. The story is steeped in history and is a monumental point in the history of our nation, unfortunately, in the too often clumsy hands of DuVernay, we’re left with a would-be weeper that doesn’t cut to the heart of the man and his struggles to achieve this significant outcome. Cue the heavy violins, since we should be touched.
Selma sees a host of civil rights activists, led by MLK, perform non-violent protest, in opposition to a lack of right to vote. MLK did it the way that Malcolm X couldn’t. The story is well-known for anyone who made it through the 8th grade and therefore, a greater probing of the man with less sentimental actions would have served the film better. MLK leads his followers, blacks and women, who eventually are joined by other races, up against the tyranny of the US government and its racist ways. The politicians and president are typical villains and MLK the righteous man standing up the injustice.
Oyelowo, though pequeno in stature, does his best to embody the legendary MLK. I have a little issue with a Brit portraying such a significant man, but he is solid enough in handling the task. What his performance can’t overcome are the stereotypes in the writing and directing that seem paint-by-numbers in these stories. A man is beaten down, but he rises up and the music swells to accompany it. A stare down in public is counterbalanced with tears and emotional strife in public. However true these cliches may be, I would have preferred a more intimate, even look at the man rather than a fairytale-like take.
Selma isn’t a bad movie per se, but it breaks no ground for a man that broke it all. This, in and of itself, is enough to turn me off. I wanted to feel this man’s journey rather than have the film try to manipulate my feelings. I’m capable of getting there on my own with a great story, acting and directing, instead I get tried and true tropes that are a disservice to the historical events and my time and intelligence. There were a handful of scenes that hit the right notes, but far too few in the grand scheme. Too bad, because the man and moment deserved more.