This movie was a sensation but reading about how people said the casting was terrible, it made me think...
After having an epiphany, what I've come to realize is it doesn't matter how black people view the actresses, because being a part of the diaspora, black people know how other black people look, no matter the complexion. The point is if Negga and Thompson looked white in the eyes of white people. There lies the true roots of passing. If they can pass in white society, their features, skin tone, etc. no longer matter. How they are viewed all lies in the eye of the beholder. To a white person, Negga may look white. It's almost like that one color changing dress fad, some saw it as blue and black, while others saw it as gold and white. Black people see Negga and Thompson as black, white people may see the actresses as white. There was a new element added with them being visually black in my opinion. It was like keeping a secret from the white characters 100x...We know they are black, they look black, but that builds more cinematic tension. The stakes were raised even higher, making this feel like a whole new experience, even after reading the book.
The acting was remarkable from Thompson, Negga, Holland, Skarsgard, etc. Negga's raw talent reminded me of actresses from the Golden age with a modern twist, she even had that Old Hollywood look to her. Thompson was lovely whether the circumstance was light or heavy. Rebecca Hall's script was deep in resurrecting Larsen's words, and her direction was powerful in her directorial debut.