I’m either too old, too white or just too dumb to get it, but I’m never been able to wrap my brain around the use of the word “pimp” as a synonym for making something stylish in a flashy way. How did our culture take a word derived from the criminal exploitation of women and elevate it to some sort of exalted pop status?
The team behind Paul Haggis‘ Crash said they were out to polarize people and, well, mission accomplished. This film made its share of both “ten best” and “ten worst” list for last year. You don’t divide critical opinion to that degree without swinging for the fences and, if Crash is not quite a home run, it definitely has warning track power.
Crash takes an Altman-esque look at the often bumpy interrelations between persons of different ethic backgrounds living in Los Angeles. Using a large, diverse cast, the film examines how they are all, in turn, victims of other people’s preconceived notions about their particular ethnicity and then turn around and, without thinking, inflict the same treatment on others.