The story about a wife who love his husband, deeply. Everyday the wife makes a cup of coffee for his husband; three teaspoon of coffee-half teaspoon sugar. The husband never delighted by the wife’s coffee. The wife keep trying to make a cup of coffee for his husband. Because she loves him, deeply.
After We Collided is a sequel to last year’s After, which itself was based on Anna Todd’s 2014 novel of the same name, and which was originally published as a Harry Styles-centric fan-fiction on WattPad (a similar path as E.L. James’ Fifty Shades of Grey series).
When you first hear that there is a series on Netflix where the lead character’s wife dies from cancer and he becomes dangerously suicidal, you wouldn’t immediately assume that it’s a comedy.
The legacy of this movie starts off the film series with a bang of magic, plot twists, and battles.
White audiences saw Peola’s mixed-race passing as a Black woman’s struggle to be white. Black audiences saw it as the rebellion of a Black woman trying to gain privileges only given to white people.
This indie short documentary archived the story of a staple rock band as well as an essential part of local history.
Over the last several years, I have had the privilege of being one of the critics having the opportunity to watch and review several films from writer/director/producer Marcellus Cox, whose efforts are never anything less but grounded, relevant, and steeped in unflinching glimpses illustrating the gripping, inspired, and ever-vacillating realms that make up the human condition.
