"You Can’t Stomach This"
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What You Need To Know:
Very artistically photographed with cool tones, high contrast and collages, BELLY is all flash and no substance. Not only has urban drug dealing been better examined in the past, but its relevance as a cinematic art form continues to become more and more tired. BELLY is simply a stereotypical treatment of immoral, foolish urban thugs, which further implicates urban rappers as gangsters with little judgment
Content:
(PaPaPa, LLL, VVV, SSS, NNN, A, DDD, M) Strong pagan worldview of violent drug dealers; 233 obscenities, 8 profanities & countless uses of the word “ni**er”; extreme violence including many shootings with bloodshed, woman slits man’s throat, chase scenes, car crashes, & brawling; three brief scenes of fornication, obscured oral sex & implied prostitution; full male & full female nudity (no genitalia); alcohol use; smoking & extensive drug selling, drug possession & drug use; and, lying & corruption.
More Detail:
Hear it from his own mouth and be forewarned. BELLY director Hype Williams says about his new movie, “I got the shaft around Hollywood because people expected me to do all this bright, cheery stuff. This is not that.”
Indeed not. Video hipster Williams makes his feature directorial debut about two hustlers from Queens in an ultra-violent, obscenity-laden paean to the worst of black culture, and the most stereotypical treatment of immoral, foolish urban thugs.
Without feeling, warmth, or even understanding, characters emote a hip-hop smugness, many times in unintelligible words. However, the story really doesn’t need interpretation. It is a gritty mix of guns, drugs, rainy nights, late night romps with their ladies, a more than generous use of racial and obscene words, shoot-outs, cops, prison, secret deals, and finally the chance for Tommy “Buns” Brown (DMX) to gain a get-out-of-jail-free card by performing a hit on New Year’s Eve night 1999.
What a way to ring in the Millennium – with bullets and blood!
Very artistically photographed with cool tones, high contrast and collages, this movie is all flash and no substance. Not only has urban drug dealing been better examined in the past, but its relevance as a cinematic art form continues to become more and more tired. If even at all possible, it needs severe re-examination to be fresh or relevant. BELLY is danced to this def beat, shot at that, sniffed the other, and paid for it in a hail of gunfire. An immoral movie, it further implicates urban rappers as gangsters with little judgment.
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