Mo' Better Blues (1990)
Directed by: Spike
Lee.
Written by: Spike
Lee.
Starring: Denzel Washington (Bleek
Gilliam), Spike Lee (Giant), Wesley Snipes (Shadow Henderson), Joie Lee (Indigo
Downes), Cynda Williams (Clarke Bentancourt), Giancarlo Esposito (Left Hand
Lacey), Bill Nunn (Bottom Hammer), Jeff "Tain" Watts (Rhythm Jones),
Dick Anthony Williams (Big Stop Williams), Abbey Lincoln (Lillian Gilliam),
John Turturro (Moe Flatbush), Nicholas Turturro (Josh Flatbush), Robin Harris
(Butterbean Jones), Samuel L. Jackson (Madlock).
Coming so
close on the heels of a masterpiece like Do the Right Thing, it’s not
surprising that Mo’ Better Blues was seen as somewhat a disappointment in
comparison. It isn’t a masterpiece like Do the Right Thing was – it is a less
ambitious movie about a young trumpet player on the verge of a breakout success
– and how that affects him, and everyone else in the movie. In a way, Lee seems
to be making a movie about someone like himself – a young artist, who has to
navigate the world of friends, family, girlfriends, hanger-on’s and money men
who all want a piece of him – and the toll that takes. The film doesn’t
entirely work – the last act in particular is more than a little bit of a mess
– but when the film does work, it’s quite good.
The
contemporary film stars Denzel Washington, in his first role for Lee, as Bleek
Gilliam – who we first meet as a child, whose mother will not let him out to
play with his “hoodlum friends” until he’s done his trumpet lessons. Flash
forward 20 years or so, and Bleek is the
leader of his own jazz quintet – playing to a packed Brooklyn Jazz club run by
the Flatbush brothers Moe and Josh (John and Nicholas Turturro). His agent his
is his childhood friend giant (Lee himself), a degenerate gambler, who isn’t
much of a manager – he cannot even get more money for Bleek, even though he
clearly deserves it. One member of his band is Shadow (Wesley Snipes), a young
saxophone player who is great, knows it, and has taken to hogging the solos a
little longer than anyone else likes. It’s only a matter of time before Shadow
breaks out on his own – and they all know that. Bleek is currently juggling two
girlfriends – smart, reliable school teacher Indigo (Joie Lee) and wannabe jazz
singer Clarke (Cynda Williams). This start coming to a head with all of these
storylines, as the various conflicts come together to tear Bleek apart –
although most are, of course, of his own doing by his inability to make a
decision in his own best interest.
In a way,
every character in the movie is looking for some way to exploit Bleek – or at
the very least, use him as a stepping stool to get what they really want. They
count on his loyalty to them as a reason why he won’t turn his back on them and
walk away – even if that is what he should do. The most obvious example is
Giant of course – he isn’t much of a manager, he isn’t much of a friend – he
uses Bleek as his sole employment and moneymaker, but also depends on him to
bail him out of trouble. Giant leans on their long, shared history together to
do this – if they hadn’t known each other since childhood, Bleek would have
left him behind long ago – but he just cannot do it. As Giant falls deeper in
debt to bad people, Bleek is still there by his side – and it costs him dearly.
But there are others who are using Bleek as well – Shadow and Clarke both see
him as a stepping stone – a way to get ahead, further their career. They’re
with him if it will help them – but will drop him if they don’t. Interestingly
though, Lee seems to recognize that even in these sorts of relationships –
where people use each other – there is still a sort of friendship there. Giant,
Shadow and Clarke all do care about Bleek – perhaps just not enough.
I do wish
that the character if Indigo, player by Joie Lee, Spike’s sister, was better
defined. She is the “safe” choice between the two women in Bleek’s life – and
she suffers a little bit from not having the pure charisma of Cynda Williams’
Clarke (speaking of Williams, what happened to her career? She is great here
and even better in Carl Franklin’s One False Move from 1992 – but never seemed
to get another role as good again). Lee is quite good as Indigo – but Lee’s
screenplay never really sees her as anything other than the “safe” choice. A
problematic scene near the end of the movie between Bleek and Indigo ends in a
way we expect – movies like happy endings – but there’s little reason given
from her point-of-view as to why she would have made the decision she did. It
hurts the movie that unlike Bleek, Shadow, Clarke and Giant, Indigo is more
concept than character.
Even
during the rough patches of Mo’ Better Blues though there are two elements that
keep it entertaining and engaging. One is Denzel, of course, showing why he’s
one of the best in the business. He can coast on his charm alone if he wanted
to – but rarely does. Here he makes Bleek driven and somewhat of an asshole –
but one we always root for anyway. He’s a tough character to love – but we love
him anyway. The other is Lee’s filmmaking, which here is at its most beautiful.
His love of jazz comes through throughout the film – letting songs play out at
length. The brilliant colors in the film are beautiful, as are the darkened,
smoke filled rooms. There is always something of interest to look at – or listen
to - in Mo’ Better Blues.
I really
don’t think the ending of Mo’ Better Blues works. It almost feels like Lee
wrote himself into a corner, and needed to find a way out – and does. He
doesn’t quite give into the most egregious clichés he could have – a comeback
performance does not go well for instance – but the whole years spanning
montage that ends the film – and bookends with the beginning – feels false,
precisely because it never does explain how the Bleek we’ve gotten to know over
the past two hours becomes the Bleek we see in the last five minutes. It
doesn’t really work – even if we want it to. Does Bleek earn the ending Mo’
Better Blues gives him? I don’t know – and the reason I don’t know is because
Lee seems to leave that out. And in this case, that hurts the film.
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