Dope movie review & film summary (2015)
A narrator (producer Forrest Whitaker) introduces us to Malcolm (Shameik Moore) and his friends Jib (Tony Revolori from “The Grand Budapest Hotel”) and Diggy (Kiersey Clemons). The narrator tells us they’re into “White shit like getting good grades and going to college.” Straight-A student Malcolm dreams of Harvard, though his advisor doesn’t think he’s serious enough because Malcolm’s entry essay is a dissertation on Ice Cube’s “Today Was a Good Day.”
Malcolm and his crew also have a punk band where they sing catchy ditties penned by producer Pharrell Williams, though Malcolm feels a kinship with all things ‘90s, from its hip-hop artists to the hi-top fade that adorns his head until the last reel. The soundtrack is filled with a greatest hits collection of 90’s rap, proving itself far more knowledgeable than our hero. This is a kid who thinks Eric B. and Rakim’s 1986 masterpiece, “Paid In Full,” dropped in the '90s. Later, someone corrects Malcolm for trying to steal another 80’s classic for his lackluster decade.
But I digress. Everyone lives in Inglewood, California in a neighborhood called “The Bottoms”, and when writer-director Rick Famuyiwa focuses on the minutiae of Malcolm’s daily travails navigating his ‘hood, “Dope” is addictive. Famuyiwa has covered Inglewood before, in his superior 1999 feature, “The Wood,” and he provides a knowing jolt of familiarity for those of us who grew up in similar circumstances. I found a lot to identify with in Malcolm, who is the type of Black nerd rarely seen on the big screen. I was that nerd, too. I nodded knowingly as he described how every route from school to his house had its own unique dangers. I rocked his hairstyle, though when I did it, it was in fashion. I knew all about dope dealers, addicts and people who’d jack you for your sneakers (though I was too broke to buy any footwear they’d want to steal). And I felt a pain in my gut reminiscing how many times I was accused of “wannabe White” because I was into schoolwork and “keeping it real” hadn’t been coined yet.
The daily neighborhood adventures of Malcolm, Jib and Diggy would have been enough, but “Dope” introduces a drugs and violence plot that seems lifted from any number of the 90’s ‘hood movies Malcolm probably knows by heart. There’s a dollop of Hype Williams’ “Belly,” the Hudlins’ “House Party” and “Boyz N The Hood” among others. “Dope” alternates between satirizing these films, fetishizing them, paying homage to them, and ripping them off. For a film marketed as comedy, it also treads uneasily into violence. People are gorily shot, and there’s one jaw-dropping, unfunny shot of a blood-spattered GameBoy that’s played for laughs. The film feels off-kilter more often than not, though it isn’t without its inspired, successful moments.
