Synopsis
Chronicles the powerful friendship between two young Black teenagers navigating the harrowing trials of reform school together in Florida.
Directed by RaMell Ross
Chronicles the powerful friendship between two young Black teenagers navigating the harrowing trials of reform school together in Florida.
Ethan Herisse Brandon Wilson Aunjanue Ellis-Taylor Hamish Linklater Gralen Bryant Banks Fred Hechinger Jimmie Fails Luke Tennie Bryan Gael Guzman Ethan Cole Sharp Sam Malone Najah Bradley Jase Stidwell Legacy Jones Ky'druis Follins Gabrielle Simone Johnson Peter Gabb Bill Martin Williams Taraja Ramsess Zachary Van Zandt Zach Primo Sean Papajohn Sean Tyrik Bryant Tardy Trey Perkins Robert Aberdeen Escalante Lundy Noah Craig Ja'Quan Monroe-Henderson Show All…
Joslyn Barnes David Levine Jeremy Kleiner Dede Gardner Chelsea Krant Jonathan Schwartz Jeffrey Penman
Tim Bell Silas Borelly Joe Dryden Andy Dylan Eric Stratemeier Tyler Galpin Kenny Bartram Devin Stovall Stephon Rodgers Matt Cipro Madania Graves Jeff Brockton Jeff Chase
Leslie Bloome Shaun Brennan Ryan Collison Curtis Henderson Mark LeBlanc Connor Nagy Joel Scheuneman Daniel Timmons Tony Volante
The Nickel Boys, 五分钱男孩, 黑男孩, 니클의 소년들, I ragazzi della Nickel, 尼克男孩, ნიკელის ბიჭები, Мальчишки из «Никеля», Miedziaki, Los chicos de la Nickel, O Reformatório Nickel, Chlapci z nickelu, پسران نیکل, Os Rapazes de Nickel, Момчетата от Никел, Los chicos de la nickel, Die Nickel Boys, Nickel Çocukları, อยุติทัณฑ์, أولاد النيكل, ニッケル・ボーイズ, Els nois de la Nickel, Berniukai iš Nikelio, נערי ניקל
I have not sobbed as hard and as consistently at a movie as I did at the last ten minutes of this. I thought it wouldn't get me because I predicted the ending about halfway through, but it fucking shook me. And now I'm sitting on the couch, thinking about it, and crying more.
Small detail that kind of fucked me up was how often the camera would turn away from something, not horizontally, but by turning to the floor. Keeping its gaze downward. Staying out of trouble. A survival instinct black boys know well. I don't really know how to sit with any of this without crying even more.
You can freeze this movie at any moment of its 139 minutes and see an image that tells a story. Danger on a dark street. A magnet sliding down a fridge. An open seat in a car. A ceiling fan. A cane poking a bare chest. A wooden cross tied to a truck scraping the pavement. The cover of a book. A grandmother’s face. Space. A Google search. A bar patron you haven’t seen in years. Sidney Poitier.
It’s a movie that doesn’t force you to look at everything because it sees everything for you, from the hell on earth to whatever is beyond it. It constrains our view the same way we do. The same is true if you…
Occasionally difficult to emotionally connect with due to the first person perspective, but equally difficult to deny how bold its storytelling style truly is. How the hell was this not in the conversation for Best Director, Editing, and Sound?!
I don’t precisely know what I mean by this, but I don’t think this movie’s first person conceit is meant to capture the world as it is seen but rather the world as it is remembered, and I think it does that just about perfectly.
A leaf twirls through a pair of Black fingers. A deck of playing cards is bridged together in extreme close-up. A dry-cleaned suit hangs out the window of a parked car like it’s waiting for its body to come back. A boy named Elwood studies his reflection in his grandmother’s steaming iron, and later in the window display of the local Tallahassee electronic shop whose TVs are broadcasting a speech by Martin Luther King, Jr. The year is 1962, Jim Crow laws are still in full effect across the South, and young Elwood Curtis (Ethan Herisse) can’t help but see himself in the world around him — he can’t help but think he can change it.
In the news, Elwood…
took me some time to settle into the style, but as soon as i did, i was engrossed until the end. the filmmaking has this ineffable hypnotic quality that commands you to live alongside the characters instead of simply passively watching the story unfold, and it’s impossible to shake even after the credits roll. jomo fray’s consuming cinematography is the true star of the show though, which not only places us right in the thick of the plot but also ensures that we see, hear, and feel everything these boys do as well, exactly as they do - a 4D cinematic experience created by an emotionally attentive camera alone, with no further bells and whistles needed.
I’ll write more on this one later I think but it’s been exciting to watch a potentially important director discovering himself in real time; conceptually bold, emotionally rich, politically charged and not only confident enough to make an audience meet it on its own terms, but generous enough to reward that sense of engagement.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
A second viewing of this opens up RaMell Ross's camera and his decisions with it in ways that are just so thrilling, it kind of left me a little in awe. Take, for example, the brief glances Elwood has early on at women. Looking up from a comic book to gaze at a woman in the five and dime store. Eyes being catching a woman as she walks away. Minor stuff, maybe, a teenager slowly developing a crush here or there. But taken in the context of the rest of the film and what we know happens to the real Elwood, it's devastating. We only have those brief glances because he only has these brief glances. He'll never get to…
It’s not a gimmick
Immaculately put together, stunningly shot, brilliantly acted, creatively jaw dropping; Nickel Boys shines through as an ambitious way to tell such a heartbreaking story.
The decision to present everything through first person pov continuously awe’s and wow’s throughout its plus 2 hour runtime. Constantly showing increasingly clever ways to play with the audiences expectations, it’s technologically brilliant. Not since Enter The void (2009) have I been purposefully sucked in to the characters mind in this way, it’s hauntingly immersive.
I’m sad because I wanted to love this. What a unique and extraordinary feat of cinematography, with some terrific performances throughout.
But in its overlong, heavily episodic 140 minutes, all I could ever pay attention to was the striking imagery of the film and that unusual first-person point-of-view. As much as I was impressed with how this movie was made, the shooting style on display unfortunately never allowed for any immersion into the narrative itself, or the characters, or the emotion of the piece. I think for any movie to succeed, it has to transcend the craft of it all and engage you at least somewhat on a story level, and Nickel Boys didn’t do that for me.
I’ll be…