Slam

The Boston Phoenix

DIRECTED BY: Marc Levin

REVIEWED: 10-26-98

Caught between two warring gangs about to go at it in the prison yard, Ray Joshua (Saul Williams) does what he does best: opens his mouth and lets the rap muse speak. His incantatory, jagged poem stills the savage breasts, and Marc Levin's idealistic Slam, for the moment at least, stills the cynicism of the most hardened critics. Preposterous though it may be, Ray's Orpheus-like outpouring does seem to vindicate the redemptive power of art -- even though Levin renders the inner-city reality from which it springs with a shaky, cinéma-vérité hysteria. As subtle as its title, sometimes fatuous in its earnestness and a little too rose-colored for its own good, Slam nonetheless offers a genuine tribute to the power of the imagination.

To get to that point, though, you have to accept the drug-dealing Ray as a neighborhood shaman who buys ice cream for the kids on the street when he's not selling weed or writing a love poem so local kingpin Big Mike (Lawrence Wilson) can charm his new squeeze. When Big Mike gets whacked, Ray is picked up and booked for possession, and his stay in the joint with feuding gangstas is further confused by creative-writing teacher Lauren Bell (Sonja Sohn), who urges him to participate in a poetry slam. Their relationship is tortured and superficial, but the generous amount of time Levin allows real-life slam poets Williams and Sohn to strut their stuff more than redeems the picture's generic lapses.

--Peter Keough

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