Get on Up movie review: James Brown’s bad self

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Solid biopic of the godfather of funk and soul, but there’s not much genuinely memorable about it beyond Chadwick Boseman’s stunning breakout performance.
I’m “biast” (pro): nothing

I’m “biast” (con): nothing

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I’m skinny but I’m strong. I can read a little and I like to sing.” So does James Brown describe himself as a young man, just out of prison and ready to get on with his life. His cruelly long sentence for a petty nonviolent crime, of course, is but one racially charged injustice a black man would face in mid-20th-century America. Director Tate Taylor (The Help) — and screenwriters Jez Butterworth and John-Henry Butterworth (Edge of Tomorrow) and Steven Baigelman — avoids turning this solid, sympathetic biopic of the godfather of funk and soul into a sermon on racism, instead homing in with a laser focus on a few moments in Brown’s life that underscore how pervasive bigotry infected his life. In one terrible scene that is over before it strikes you just how deeply terrible it is, we see the casual nonchalance with which little-boy Brown (Jamarion and Jordan Scott) confronts the reality of lynching in Depression-era Georgia. In another electrifying scene, the now-famous performer Brown (Chadwick Boseman, in a stunning breakout performance), copes with the tense atmosphere of the late 60s, just after the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr., when one of his concerts threatens to turn into a riot, mostly thanks to the presence of overzealous and fearful cops.

On the whole, however, this feels like every other biopic you’ve ever seen. Taylor and team try for something fresh in Boseman’s occasional takes directly into the camera, as if his Brown knows we’re watching and judging… for he is, unsurprisingly, often a problematic genius, as apparently prone to abusing women as he is to inventing clever new ways of promoting himself and inspired new ways of breaking the “rules” of musicality to wonderful effect. But whatever Tate was aiming for with this tactic isn’t clear. Still, the cast is fantastic, also featuring the always marvelous Viola Davis (Ender’s Game) and Lennie James (Colombiana) as Brown’s violently passionate parents; Nelsan Ellis (The Butler) as Brown’s best friend and musical partner; the goddess Octavia Spencer (Snowpiercer) as young Brown’s aunt; and Dan Aykroyd (Tammy) as the manager who cheerfully accedes to Brown’s radical ideas about the business side of things. And the music, naturally, is fantastic.

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