Well...I'm disappointed but I still shed light tears at the last scene before the epilogue, and if you're a fan of the first two prequels, you might see why I did. It's the same tears you cry when your kid walks across the stage, or when you finish a video game, or on the last day of summer camp before you get on the bus back home. Just that sad sense that's it's over, after everything. I also feel disappointed that it's nothing like the 1st two.
(Oh, the film is about a guy all grown up trying to protect his family because he's still in danger with Grim Reapers following him around to avenge something he did in KiDULTHOOD. Watch it instead!)
Now first of all, this is so unrealistic, as you know. No one in their right mind would remain in the same borough when he's had people all over it try to kill him...It's such a short sighted film, I don't even have space to tell you about it!
It really hit how different things are this generation during the ending credits; the song that played was a popular British rapper...but nothing is British about it except his voice. The beat and how he raps compared to the ending credits in AdULTHOOD...I don't get the sense that I'm in London. It set sail on this ship away, far away, from the first two films, and then jumped ship, and then sank. If you're new to British films and want a good look at London life on the other side of Hugh Grant's and the queen's tracks, don't look at this film. Look at KiDULTHOOD.
KiDULTHOOD is a f*cking classic as far as British cinema, and I feel let down with this, and I feel I won't enjoy it as much anymore. It's all Noel's fault. All of his films get WORSE AND WORSE AS TIME GOES ON. I want someone to walk up to him and slap him with facts and reality. YOUR FILMS ARE SH*T, BRUV. Someone say it to him! He's losing it each time. He's trying harder and harder EACH TIME to impress his peers, whilst still thinking he can through bottom feeding.
This film is mediocre at best. The script? Lmao, Noel Clarke already struggled enough trying to make his characters sound hard but he's much better at that than trying to make them sound prophetic. The monologues of wisdom sprouting during scenes where in reality there would be no talking, like having a gun held to your face, were paradoxical at best. And oh yea, who died and made the little Polly Pocket road girl/female hoodlum Prophet Moses? It just didn't work because no girl in that actual position and lifestyle would even know the word "colloquial" nor be able to speak, much less sermonise. It just didn't fit, though I know Noel Clarke is trying to justify this vapid and kinda boring mess by preaching to the youth...because the youth are the main people in the audience. Which one of them didn't go bonkers when they saw rapper Stormzy in the ads?
Stormzy was all right. His role is nothing like his rap persona, though (and that's all right unless it undermines his persona instead of building an...acting career...?) He clearly was a fan of the 1st two films like many other 90s kids like he and myself, and so he wanted to be apart of this so I hope he likes it. And hopefully his character in the film walking away from the "thug life" (not that easy to) works for the "mandem and youngers" watching this to do the same, because otherwise it's just point- scoring for the critics, who probably half fell asleep leaning on their hands like, "what's this film for again?" And then, voila: words of wisdom suddenly stream through like a blimp ad in the sky, salvaging the film however they could.
I feel Noel Clarke abandoned the grit, the underground London life (in a film about gritty, underground London life?) because he's too COWARDLY to bring a film to the table honestly showing it. He's too SCARED to have a film with ACTUAL "roadman" London slang, he's AFRAID of what his industry mates will say. Granted, KiDULTHOOD was 10 years ago. And my have things changed based on this film, and I think Mr. Noel here wants to show he TOO has changed. The film is about SAM'S changes. Not NOEL'S. Even Stormzy's new song says "You're never too big for your boots."
One of the main things that even brought KiDULTHOOD to the forefront of British cinema (it did, and it made Noel Clarke's career), was the SLANG. The Grime music. The murky settings. The youths. KiDULTHOOD had real London life and music constantly in the backdrops. This...had nothing. I understand the enemies and stakes are on a higher level, so now there's a certain, errr...air of class and quality *gag* But the grime of the life that this film claims to be about was incredibly washed up and out?! Starting with the Rent-A-Roadmen. Who were the Drama School dropouts this film rented?
I'm so annoyed, I wish I even never knew there was a 3rd one. I can't even remember much of the film and it just finished 5 minutes ago. Yes...it's already happening...I'm already forgetting it!
OK Noel, try again with good movies about London, like KiDULTHOOD, AdULTHOOD (kind of), London to Brighton, Ill Manors... Someone slid a printout of a good idea at Noel Clarke and he balled it up in his hands and threw it over his shoulder like a used nappy/diaper. Done. *deletes movie off my computer*
This film took the trilogy from Spike Lee's "Do The Right Thing" to Tyler Perry's "Madea Goes to Jail." Now I wonder why Adam Deacon trolled Noel on Twitter....