Every few years, a film comes along that’s so incredibly original, raw and insane that it shocks audiences everywhere.
If you haven’t heard by now, nothing can prepare you for director Boots Riley’s Sorry To Bother You.
Lakeith Stanfield — a standout performer in last year’s horror phenomenon Get Out — is Cassius Green, an underachiever struggling to find meaning in his life.
Living in his uncle’s garage, struggling to pay bills and feeling like his luck will never turn, Green lands a job at a call centre that pays measly sums to the employees who rake in the dough for corporate.
Green, his girlfriend Detroit and his co-workers plot to strike for higher wages, but as our protagonist starts to excel, opportunities he never dreamed of await him, and his social conscience begins to falter.
Stanfield is a revelation here, and gives one of the finest, most layered performances of the year. He balances the demands of a razor sharp script with his character’s struggles perfectly.
Co-stars Tessa Thompson, Omari Hardwick, Danny Glover and Steven Yeun are all wonderful and lend themselves well to Boots Riley’s incredible, grand vision.
This meditation on racism, cultural appropriation, oppression, labour relations and so much more is guided with Riley’s vision, and a supporting performance from a down-right shockingly repugnant Armie Hammer is the best of his own career.
But there is no doubting Stanfield is the star of this circus, and the whole affair could not have worked without his talents.
Sorry To Bother You is going to come screaming like a tidal wave, and just when you think it couldn’t get more wicked or fiercely satirical, this movie is going to gut punch you in the final act.
Like it or not — love it or leave it — Sorry To Bother You is going to leave you scrambling to talk about it.
In a time where so many films strive to only colour on the lines, this is a damn good time to stray from form. You won’t find a film more content to leave you blindsided than this one.