Tolerant trash stories We have burned a millennium with rampant tolerance. Thus, with good intention, hoping to build an ideal social paradise with permissiveness and freedom, we have built Hell step by step. And its stench has penetrated all levels of the world, including cinema. So exhaled, and now seriously. Before us is an almanac of horrors, an amusing craft that does not initially claim laurels. The second freshness as it is, the horrors of the dumpster. A couple of nerds make a living by hacking into webcam studios to blackmail models. At some point, the demonic Danny Trejo appears on the monitor, and together with the fortune teller, voodoo begins to threaten anal punishments in the region insolent to hackers. The punishments are presented in the form of those very instructive bank, each of which refers to one or another, distorted by the tolerant overtones of the morality of modern society. The themes of racism, discrimination, political injustice, hate crime, and just good old ritual murder are revealed. Eight different stories, from the mouth of a laughing, and suddenly colorful Danny Trejo.
Well, now it's my turn to wonder. I will say that I am not a tolerant person, but tolerance is present, and therefore it was easy and unstressful to observe these satirical humoresques. Each individual story lasts no more than 10-12 minutes, so it does not have time to get bored. The plot is simple, and not only the themes of rabid horror are exploited, but also political satire and parody. Which in itself is cool, because they called actors not of the second plan, well, not the first, but quite smart. In addition to the same Trejo, for whom shooting in such projects is a matter of habit, a guy from ' My name is Earl' James Duval, Clarence Williams III (Tales from the hood), and Negroes, Negroes, Negroes, and Negroes lit up. Dozens of them.
It is clear that, this is my assumption, the film was created on the wave of the large-scale Black lives matter movement, I have nothing against it, but with the saturation of the topic of mass discrimination, too, you should not overdo it. Clearly, the emphasis was placed on these topics. In fact, among most very mediocre episodes, there are qualitative ones, for example, about a Protestant pastor and his thirst for profit, this episode, by the way, would perfectly go into another anthology, namely the aforementioned Tales from the hood, Clarence Williams, suddenly, continues to anneal. The radio DJ tale delivered subtle political satire, plus James Duval, over whom time is powerless. In general, it turned out to be an entertaining cabbage. An ode to racial discrimination and tolerance in the style of a novelist.