A MAGICALLY MUSICAL SNOOZE IN SHMIGADOON
A Black Pulp Fiction Review on one of Hollywood's oldest art forms.
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I can appreciate a good onscreen musical but Id be lying if I said I whudden hard pressed to find a good one made recently.
My Mama made sure I grew up knowing HER Caucasian Classics: old Hollywood musicals.
Im talmbout Doris Day, Marilyn, Katherine Hepburn AND her daughter Audrey.
Debbie Reynolds had one of da best classics tho:
TAMMY & THE BACHELOR.
When I was sick we wood binge watch deez joints and I would study errthang they did.
Mimicking their old Hollywood voices all those years even paid off in my recent voice acting gig.
I be waltzing, foxtrotting and tap dancing along to every movie.
The costume design fashion STILL slays till this day.
Dem movies were my free education on Whyte people etiquette — along with classism, racism and most erry other ISM they could squeeze in.
The PRODUCTIONS were thought out magical masterpieces of POMP.
The studios had a formula for fabulous that worked for decades.
Till it got sniped off in da 60s.
I mean — I get WHY cuz da studios themselves were a toxic breeding ground for greed and deplorable working conditions.
And erry ART FORM needs a revolution and a glorious day in da sun.
Shoutout to da BLAXPLOITATION ERA.
When I saw studios tryna make musical movies happen again, people I knew thought Id naturally be excited.
I was not.
Kinda like how Im never excited when young musicians try to recreate the magic of 90s/00s hip hop and r&b.
Manufactured AI Mess is all I see.
Like this series SHMIGADOON! I decided to review.
Same sorry excuse of satire like the Barbie movie — along with the political propaganda programming.
Altho I was shocked at how much more Black people showed up in this series with roles that weren’t homosexual or directly subservient to da Whyte leading characters.
Barbie would never.
Even with heavy hittas in the musical game — Schmigadoon! had me skipping through their lacklustre numbers and rolling my eyes at their boring dialogue.
I was lured in with the hopes of comedic cackling when I saw Keegan-Michael Key on the bill.
Maybe if they had his buddy Jordan Peele as da writer he whudden act like he just showed up to get his pay check.
But hey — they at least made him a doctor who doesn’t completely simp for his whiny Whyte girlfriend.
Ken could never.
Dont get me started on da girlfriend tho — Imma juss say this:
She for da streets.
And dem Shmigadoon! skreets aint no joke.
Literally — the musical numbers were lacking n slacking in comedy and excitement to memorize or singalong.
The best thing I can say about this show is the costume design was good on da period pieces.
They completed their class assignment to assign the appropriate symbolic colours to the type of character they had to dress.
I appreciated that so I didn’t have to pay much attention to the dialogue as I soldiered through the series.
I got to the end of episode 6 of the first season and decided that was enough.
Imma have to add Black Pulp Fiction Musical to the list of things we need to write.
Maybe then we’ll get one right not trite like a Tyler Perry joint.
More like a Bryan Barber Idlewild:
But I digress.
Ion know if I should bother finishing the season.
I treat tv shows like books: If I aint getting paid to take in the whole thang Imma toss it like a chicken wang.
Or devour it till its bone dry.
Mama raised me to LOVE me some MUSICALS.
But aint no magical musical LOVE in da HEART of da Shmigadoon city.
If you like my review please drop a few coins in my busker box
You have a beautiful voice.
Speaking of Tyler Perry and musicals, though it's not a musical, I've been listening to the songs in Jazzman's Blues.