Hustlers

Rating: R
Runtime: 1 hour, 49 minutes
Director: Lorene Scafaria

Quick Impressions:
I have watched the Oscars every year for decades, but with the exception of that time Björk wore a swan, I cannot remember one single outfit anybody had on who was not Jennifer Lopez. I’m not what you’d call a J-Lo fan (mainly because I’m so unfamiliar with her body of work), but on the red carpet, she never fails to make an impression.

Still I have honestly never paid much attention to her until I saw the trailer for Hustlers.

“How does Jennifer Lopez look that amazing?” I marveled to my husband afterwards. She looks like she must have some beauty regimen that involves absorbing the souls of other creatures or bathing in stem cells or something. She looks astonishing. She seems to have become thousands of times more stunning with age.

Still, I would never see a movie just for Jennifer Lopez. I’ve never had anything against her, but most of her work hasn’t interested me. (I’ve always loved the song “Jenny from the Block,” though. I’m not sure why. It just makes her sound so fun. And I also love remembering the time in college when my friend and roommate, now a nun, while involuntarily listening to “Play,” suddenly looked up and realized in horror, “Wait! Is she asking the DJ to play her own song?” I mean, it’s probably just a song she loves, not her own song, but my friend’s reading could be correct, and her horror at the sheer narcissism of the request still brings a smile to my face.)

Actually, I’m not sure that I’ve ever seen Jennifer Lopez in a movie before this (unless you count Selena. I don’t know why that wouldn’t count. But it’s the only one I’ve seen). Now I find myself wondering, why haven’t I been watching Jennifer Lopez movies? She gives an immensely captivating performance here as stripper-with-a-heart-for-gold-cards Ramona.

And Hustlers (which by sheer luck won out over three other films we were also considering this week) is a far better movie than I ever dreamed. The premise sounds compelling.  Going in, I knew the film was based on an article in New York magazine that went viral, someone’s true story (true-ish at least).  Money flowed less freely for everyone in the wake of the financial crisis of 2008 (which prompted Bank of America to cut my credit limit in half for no reason and without even telling me, thus damaging my credit score and winning my eternal enmity).  Suddenly, few people had money for blowing at strip clubs.  So the strippers got desperate, and some got creative and started drugging people and charging huge sums on their credit cards.  This all makes sense.  Rich people stopped having money to throw at poor people to make them dance for their entertainment, so poor people started stealing the money because they still had to eat.   As a kid, my favorite movie was Oliver!, and I’ve always had a thing for pickpockets, so I thought, “Sure, for early September, this will be an okay choice.”


But Hustlers surprised me.  Honestly, it’s one of the best mainstream, wide release movies I’ve seen all year. It gives me the impression of a film with tremendous staying power. I can easily imagine students in a future college course asking, “But why did America collapse into utter ruin?” and the professor replying, “Here’s a film epitomizing its sad demise.”

Maybe I’m heaping a bit too much praise on Hustlers, suggesting it will outlive our very society. But this film is showing us something extremely telling, not only about what happened ten years ago, but also about the way we currently understand and relate to that moment in our near past. This is a movie about our America, and it’s also fast-paced, engaging, extremely funny, and well acted with a spectacular (maybe even career defining) star turn by Jennifer Lopez.

The Good:

J-Lo is particularly amazing, but for me the bigger draw was the rest of the cast. Constance Wu is also quite good playing Destiny, the protagonist of the story (though J-Lo is without question both the standout and the star). I loved Crazy Rich Asians last year, and subsequent viewings have made me realize the strength of Wu’s lead performance in that film. She’s equally good here, playing a far less virtuous character. (It’s not being a stripper that makes Destiny’s virtue questionable. Even being a thief isn’t necessarily the worst thing. But I have some serious qualms about some of her other behavior.) Wu is certainly an actress to keep an eye on. I’m quite sure she intends to win an Oscar for something in the future, and she just might pull it off.

I was also curious to see Cardi B and Lizzo, though their involvement is, perhaps, over-hyped. Neither has a huge role, though they’re both definitely actually in the movie.

In the supporting cast, Keke Palmer is the standout.  I also really liked Wai Ching Ho as Destiny’s grandmother.  Lili Reinhart is pretty charming as the co-conspirator with the weak stomach.  And I was surprised and pleased to see Mercedes Ruehl show up as the strippers’ den mother.  (She’s one of the stars of What’s Cooking? that amazing Thanksgiving movie I was raving about in last week’s review, and I haven’t seen her for a while.)  Another pleasant surprise was Devin Ratray (aka Buzz from Home Alone).  I recognized him because he looks the same as he did in Nebraska a few years ago, but he actually has a decent sized part in this.  It’s nice to see him play something other than a bully.
The ensemble is excellent, and the material is good.  Oddly, for a wildly entertaining movie about strippers that includes actual stripping, this movie is not sexed up or sleazy or even focused on sex.  It is the most non-licentious stripping movie ever (though it does make robbery look like the American dream).  None of the dancing for men is erotic (for the audience).  If anything, the movie made me admire the wiliness of the dancers and feel terribly sorry for the men (even before they started being drugged and robbed).  (Isn’t it sad that the people they throw money at so they can feel big and important don’t respect them at all?)  Most of the focus is on money and power, taking control and not being used.  Destiny and Ramona are the most oblivious pair since Emerson and Thoreau (the Transcendentalists who wanted to be independent, rugged individualists in a club).  Ramona and Destiny want to be dependent on no one together (even though Destiny clearly wants Ramona’s protection and guidance, and Ramona appears to be in love with Destiny (though she may just be a particularly convincing sociopath) (and possibly both)).  If you think there are a lot of parenthetical asides in that sentence, you’ll understand when you see the movie.  In a world of shameless display, what is most meaningful is conveyed with almost overstated subtlety. 
The behavior of the guys on Wall Street is appalling.  The behavior of the strippers becomes almost worse, though oddly, you’re still kind of rooting for them, even as you watch their gradual slide into undeniable moral turpitude.  It’s a little too hard to like Destiny, and much, much too easy to sympathize with Ramona.  So this is basically a feel good movie about horrible things that makes you laugh and care even as you become increasingly uneasy.
The soundtrack is fantastic.  (I like the odd pairing of the dance music and the Chopin.  It’s like watching The Godfather with strippers.)  I also like the pink neon of the credits.  This is a shockingly good movie about a morally defunct world.

Funniest Scene:
The funniest moment in the entire film belongs to Keke Palmer. I nearly died watching her scream, “No!” and run away. This didn’t have to be as funny as it is. She makes the moment hilarious (and one of the more relateable in the movie).

Best Scene, Visually:
I possibly have never seen anything better in my life than our introduction to J-Lo in this movie. I don’t mean her first big dance. I mean the scene when we get to meet her when she’s not performing (though surely this is a kind of performance, too). We are treated to such an over-the-top tableau here. I immediately broke into a grin, stifled a laugh, then leaned over and whispered to my husband, “Oh this is so meme-able.” (I can’t come up with anything really good, but surely someone will. Maybe something like, “Other girls: I hope I’m not overdressed for this. Me:” and then you see a still of J-Lo sitting here in her fur, cigarette aloft.)

Honestly, if I were Jennifer Lopez, I’d be emphasizing how much I enjoyed my SUPPORTING role in this film all over the place, then making a big push for a Best Supporting Actress Oscar. This movie is probably going to make a ton of money. Our Thursday night showing sold out, and the theater added another screen. The people watching with us seemed really into the movie. If Jennifer Lopez is going to win an Oscar, I think now is the time.

What makes her brilliant in this role is that Ramona seems so crazily over-the-top in moments like these. The character is larger than life, oozing charisma and inherently a spectacle, and the actress brings that with seeming ease. But Ramona is also the most real, human character in the story. (Well, I also found Julia Stiles masterfully convincing as the woman who went to Brown and sits and listens to people. That role is perfect for her!)  (I actually really like Julia Stiles.  I even used to like her a little extra because my sister hated her so much.)  (Not to spite my sister, but for poor Julia’s sake.)  (She actually has some really great moments in this, too, most of them non-verbal.  She makes a lot out of little dialogue.)

Lopez’s Ramona steals the show.  She feels both larger-than-life and down to Earth. It’s a charisma driven performance for sure, but most actors cannot pull off that particular blend of charisma.

Sometimes she reminded me of Matthew McConaughey’s oily turn in Magic Mike. Like that character, Ramona has a Fagin-like quality that is both spellbinding and repulsive. But Ramona never truly seems like a villain. In fact, I found her easily the most sympathetic character in the story. Her motivations are clear, and though she disavows conventional morality, she does behave consistently according to her own principles. (Yes, she does many things that are objectively wrong, but she knows who she is, and so do we.)  (She’s also extremely loyal to her friends and takes care of the people she loves, though, of course, she expects loyalty in return.)  (I told you.  It’s like The Godfather with strippers!)

Best Action Sequence:
The rush to the ER (teased in the film’s trailer) is pretty entertaining, but probably my favorite moment is the first drugging attempt that seems to be going wrong.


Best Scene:
That Christmas scene is really something else.  You watch it and think, “Yep, this is America all right.” 

I also keep thinking about Destiny’s early life as a single mother, her mundane shopping trips with her daughter, her attempts to get a job.  Constance Wu is so good in these scenes.  They’re when I love the actress most, her character, the least.

The Negatives:
Initially, I did find it odd that the movie jettisons its stars not known for acting once the grittier part of the story begins. Suddenly, new actresses appear to play key roles. These tactics seem a little bait and switch. (Come for Cardi B, stay for less famous names with proven acting skills.) But that odd transition does emphasize how much things changed in the wake of the financial crisis of 2008, which is a crucial thrust of the film’s plot.
After first watching the movie, I also had misgivings about how misdirected some of this revenge against Wall Street was.  These stripper Robin Hoods seem to get caught up in the money before they ever manage to take down anyone with real power.  In the beginning, they act as if they are doing something almost noble, out of a need for self preservation.  But that’s not how it plays out.
Now, though, I think that turn is pretty fitting.  One of my favorite moments in the movie is Julia Stiles’s reaction to the aphorism, “Hurt people hurt people.”  (Stiles’s reactions in this are absolutely priceless.  She ought to win an Oscar for Best Reactions.)  As I type out, “Hurt people hurt people,” I can’t help thinking of Lucille Bluth on Arrested Development, and I begin to believe that though the journey of these characters may not be noble, it is both extremely realistic and depressingly American.  You can never really get to the people at the top.  You can never destroy all the corruption.  But you certainly can destroy yourself.  This is a very American story.  They should put the Blu-Ray in a time capsule.
Overall:
Hustlers is an extremely entertaining story with some bite.  It’s like watching The Godfather with strippers.  We’ll probably be hearing about Jennifer Lopez all through Oscar season, whether this buzz translates into an actual nomination or not.  She gives a fantastic and memorable performance, and Constance Wu is pretty great, too, in what might prove to be the most enduringly relevant movie of 2019.  It really speaks to our time.
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