Come for the history, stay for the most incandescent, incendiary young woman you'll ever see. I could not take my eyes off Angela Davis. The rest of the movie is fascinating, too. A period of our history we've forgotten.
Yes, I know. I'm trivializing a people's struggle by focusing on the magnetic attractiveness of one woman. I'm like that white middle-class suburban punk kid in Office Space who loves gangsta rap.
What-evah. The name of this blog is "very very shallow movie reviews." You want substance? Go read Cahiers du Cinema and cut me some slack.
