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Follow Me Home

1997, Movie, NR, 102 mins

FOLLOW ME HOME
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At the heart of Peter Bratt's sharp-looking, occasionally pretentious first feature is a highly original road flick that also works as an allegory of ethnicity and cultural identity. Images, we are told at the outset by the film's hero, Tudee (Jesse Borrego), create not only meaning but new realities as well, and it's with this in mind that he and three other L.A. muralists set out for Washington, DC. Their plan is to decorate the White House with images drawn from their own experiences as multicultural Americans (Latino, African-American, Native American), not as an act of vandalism, but as a form of political protest. Things take an interesting turn once the guys pile into the minivan and hit the interstate, where they encounter Evey (Alfre Woodard), a mother mourning her slain daughter, and run afoul of a pack of vicious Cavalry-Indian war re-creationists. What begins as an awkward, ham-fisted lecture soon develops into a fascinating road trip through the dark heart of racist America. Bratt makes good use of still-image montage sequences, weaving national history into the narrative flow, and if his symbolism is often simplistic, he also manages a few moments of unusual complexity. leave a comment --Ken Fox
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