“We are not a game, Nicholas.”
I am sad we had to have a white male protag to follow around in order to tell a black guy’s story. The Ugandan doctor who saves his ass would have made a much better protagonist.
Forest Whitaker is amazing in this movie. It’s worth every blessed penny to see him completely nail this performance of a man living on the edge of madness.
Women characters were marginal to the men’s stories, and end up in refrigerators 50% of the time (I should say, story: it’s still the white guy’s story, and he’s a really, really awful character), and as said, apparently white audiences aren’t expected to show interest in stories about Ugandans unless a white person’s involved, but it was a powerful film nonetheless. I’d put off watching it for a long time because I knew it was going to be a downer – what I didn’t expect was how incredibly intense it was. Again, watching Whitaker zoom back and forth was phenomenal.