Attracted to a most beloved music genre Blues aspect -- I got caught right away into an honest zinger of a story, watched and listened, and held my breath during its story telling time. All along I know these most terrrible human events to be accurate, real beyond terror real, but still with us, a major reality, the awful American shadow hovering over us. I am buffered, more bruised, in pain, but comprehending the terrible turn of the screw as what was to be the sheer outcome.
Days after, "Ma Rainey's Black Bottom" is not leaving me alone. This is a good thing. It's more than a movie.