MOVIE REVIEW: AIR

“Air” is Affleck’s letter to Hollywood about why the rich should get richer. A picture about how U.S. corporations undersell the artists that the land produces. A film where I really didn’t need to see another second of Chris Tucker bucking his eyeballs or of Viola Davis as Micheal Jordan’s mother speaking for and taking the credit for all the males in her family.

“Air” is a film about status symbol material that was made to attract the hypebeasts and their ilk, but for those who are there as lover’s of cinema, “Air” has a memorable 80’s pop soundtrack, some great set pieces used to recreate an 80’s 7-Eleven, and money talk that I haven’t seen since Douglas and Cruise in “Wall Street”.

All the Nike’s I ever owned in the past were secondhand, but it was a pleasure to catch this firsthand experience of some one percenters, down on their luck and using the talent of others to rise back to the top.

Affleck has spearheaded an essential film in the land of capitalism, I learned more watching “Air” than in any business course I undertook in college, but even after watching Jordan fly on screen, I still like Olajuwon better and I wouldn’t give a damn about Nike anything if Eminem never came through with a line of J’s, yet that’s what makes “Air” so important : a film about cultural significance that comes from a land that many argue has no culture. A big-screen oxymoron.

Score:
3/5