know when you see a new shirt or dress on the clothing rack
inside a swanky store, then you try it on and it looks horrible
-- well that analogy certainly holds true for this film.
I am sure the script looked like a killer story but put
onto the screen it morphs into a major flop.
have no idea what the iconic Spike Lee was thinking of,
other than trying to make a modern non/Hollywood terror
Sweet Blood of Jesus is about a blood-hungry professor
named Dr. Green, who kills to satiate his addiction to blood.
His open fascination with the ancient blood-sucking customs
of the Ashanti tribe seemed to have literally and physically
gotten under his skin.
scenery was nice -- Martha's Vineyard, and his house was
gorgeous, but the lead actor, Michal K. Williams, was a
stiff board, who is nonetheless able to seduce all kinds
of women as soon as he opens his mouth -- before he drains
to the dregs his victims of their blood. Why women fall
for him is another puzzlement, as he is rather unpleasant
to look at.
an hour before the official screening of the film, Spike
Lee, who made a special trip to Montreal for the festival,
received on-stage king-of-cinema kudos from famous people
connected with the festival, including the great hockey
player P.K. Subban, referencing the director’s inspiration
as a human being and filmmaker -- that he is a guiding light
for youth, and was most certainly for him. The irony was
almost comic, as if everyone were talking about a different
filmmaker -- at least after the screening to a full house.
this film epitomizes Mr. Lee's noble character, I think
something grave is amiss. Someone suggested he is going
through an artistic crisis. I think he is experimenting
and trying to be obtusely trendy. The film belongs in the
Fantasia Festival. I am an honest reviewer, and the fact
I saw people leaving during the film says it all.
in a name? Sometimes everything and sometimes nothing. This
film is an embarrassing disappointment for fans of Mr. Lee
-- a pioneering story-teller with a social conscience. The
persistently unsubtle, in your face metaphor of society's
parasitical ways is the only redemptive message of this
film which address exploitation, the dynamics of addictions
and those who service them, as well as the deliberate obfuscation
of one's real intentions. The profundity of masks Dr. Green
has hanging on his walls is certainly symbolic proof of
this latter metaphor for deception that eyes can't see.
film was a classy enough and slick, but the music got on
my nerves: too much of it and totally unrelated to the film.
During the afternoon press conference, Mr. Lee was invited
to talk about the film, but he declined to do so. Now, I
know why. Such silence -- very atypical of the loquacious
Mr. Lee – indicates, in my opinion, a lack of enthusiasm
for one's work. Perhaps, this is one film he is already
not proud of, even though critical faculty challenged Fantasia
Festival groupies will surely find merit in it.
was the second film that screened during the 2014 Montreal
International Black Film Festival -
the largest of its kind in Canada.