Brace yourself for the most shocking news of your life: The leftist critics were dead wrong about the new Obama-propaganda movie “Southside with You.” The film, which recounts an adaptation of Barack and Michelle Obama’s day-long first date, and ironically feels like it takes a day long to watch, is neither worthy of it’s 93 percent approval rating on Rotten Tomatoes, nor its glowing categorization as a perfect “date night” movie.
Much like Obama’s presidency, this left-wing flick is a complete disaster, and at times completely unbelievable.
The slow-moving, 84-minute film with a racist and entirely unhealthy preoccupation with interracial couples is nothing more than an uninspiring Hollywood coronation of “cool,” cigarette-smoking Barack, offered up with a heaping helping of social messaging about race, gender and those evil police officers; you know, common themes in “date night” films. Romance was missing and the plot was linear, yet entirely disconnected—other than the one connective thread of race, that is.
Parker Sawyer’s portrayal of Barack, who in real life sports the coolest mom-jeans in town, couldn’t have come off as cooler or smoother, directly referencing his “hazy” marijuana-induced high school days, giving community organizing speeches on loan from God and essentially chain-smoking cigarettes the entire film. All the while, he’s winning over cold, Type A Michelle, played by the much-less believable Tika Sumpter.
Pre-feminist-blog-posting Barack also comes off as somewhat of a masculine, alpha-male type, hounding Michelle to call their outing a date after she continuously tells him it’s nothing of the sort. Third-wave feminists are quick to classify such persistence in men as a form of perpetuating “rape culture.” Of course, this will go either unnoticed or praised by feminists because it’s Obama’s character, and he blogs for Glamour!
Michelle’s character brings enough racial and gender messaging to give social justice warriors fatigue. The constant crying of the Harvard Law grad over how rough she has it as a black woman at a law firm is nothing short of nausea-inducing. There are countless occasions where Michelle invokes some less-than-fuzzy feelings and gross generalizations about white people, to which Barack, almost reluctantly so, joins in. Her character also annoyingly laments faux-sexism constantly. Kind of like she does in real life … to little girls in Qatar.
Aside from some extremely rare cutesy banter, there is hardly any romance to be found—unless you happen to find police-bashing and left-wing racial and gender politics especially swoon-worthy. (So, maybe Shaun King was into it?) And although the actors are good, they are only so when separate: There is about as much romantic chemistry coming from Barack and Michelle’s characters as there is between police chief Martin Brody and the shark in “Jaws.”
Oh, and reinforcing the notion that this flick was pure pro-leftist propaganda, I was handed an eight-by-four inch “commemorative poster” after ordering my ticket. No, seriously.
The whooping five other souls in the theater now have an additional piece of Obama memorabilia to add to their Obama shrines!
And because I’m not a total cynic, I did enjoy one aspect of the film: The unintentional pro-traditional family signaling.
As the film highlights, Michelle was raised with both her father and her mother in the home, unlike the nearly 70 percent of black children today. Intermittent among her irritating complaints of being a woman in the workplace, a black woman to boot, Michelle expresses a refreshing abundance of love and gratitude for her hardworking, hero of a father who battled MS in the film, and in real life. This is an empowering message for everyone, no matter their race or creed.
Young Barack, on the other hand, expresses anger at his father for leaving him as a child as well as his fear of becoming him. Michelle encourages Barack to let go of his anger and, in a sense, break the cycle. As we now know, Obama is the leader of the free world and raising two daughters with Michelle in a traditional family setting, albeit in the White House.
Aside from some extremely rare cutesy banter, there is hardly any romance to be found—unless you happen to find police-bashing and left-wing racial and gender politics especially swoon-worthy.
Of course, we never hear this messaging from the president and the First Lady in reality. Never do they advocate for two-parent households, or speak of the importance of fathers in children’s lives, especially little boys. We never hear empowerment preached from the bully pulpit, only endless victimhood.
So, would I suggest this movie for a “date night?” Let me put it this way: I would only recommend this flick if you are trying to remedy your chronic insomnia. Or if you’re a Black Lives Matter “activist” looking to get your rocks off.
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