In the Heights (HBO Max)
In the Heights is a delightful film. It is the cinematic version
of the popular Broadway show. There are energetic dance numbers and lots of
singing with typical immigrant stories of assimilation and reminiscing for a
lost past. The pathos of the immigrant story is subsumed by festive song and dance.
The choreographer is
Andy Blankenbuehler. The dance numbers are like La La Land with large groups of synchronized dancers. One sequence
in a public pool is a homage to Busty Berkley (for does under 40 you can google
him). The songs are typical Broadway narrative renditions of hopes, dreams and
lose. There is a smattering of rap which is mercifully comprehensible unlike Hamilton’s version of rapid
rapping.
Some actors will be recognizable, other will be new. Marc
Antony makes a minor appearance as an alcoholic negligent father. Jimmy Smit
has a larger role as the aspirational father. All the actors do a great job.
The film is a sanitized version of the Heights. There is no
crime, no drugs and the closest thing to sex is some modest dirty dancing. I
can’t help making a comparison to West Side Story. Both are about tough Manhattan
ethnic neighborhoods. West Side Story is kinetic and gritty whereas In the
Heights is mellow and a fantasied version of reality.
Lin-Manuel Miranda is brilliant. To go from Hamilton to the
Heights displays his range of talent. Given
the predictable onslaught of summer testosterone block busters, the Heights is
a refreshing reprieve.
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