Belly is unwatchable.
https://twitter.com/twittermovies/status/1415042990394023944
No human eyes are actually equipped to watch a 70 minute Hype Williams music video pretending to be a film.
Writing? What writing. It’s just six Five Percenters and a string of random sexism talking about a deal down south. Wut.
Why is it so dark?
Are lightbulbs expensive? I cannot see anybody.
If it wasn’t for DMX yelling “Keisha!” You wouldn’t be able to make out a single clear word in the whole damn movie. It’s nonsense.
“We going to Africa!” Where in Africa, bruh? There ain’t no airport code for “Africa”.
Every relationship in the movie is toxic. Every single one. Even for the early 2000s, it’s stunning.
Anyway, it’s so bad.
I thought I was done. I’m not done.
You know how Rich Dad/Poor Dad is a book and people buy it? Those people think Belly is deep. That Venn is a unicycle, my friend.
You know how Rich Dad/Poor Dad is a book and people buy it? Those people think Belly is deep. That Venn is a unicycle, my friend.
Like you can tell that script was typed in 20 point font, is all I’m saying.
I’m happy to be living my truth.
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