I have now watched The Wackness.  It’s been a while since I’ve seen a movie so sepia-toned.

Regardless, this film was as much about putting early-’90s hip-hop on a big ol’ pedestal as it was about advancing any sort of plot, and now here I sit, grooving to A Tribe Called Quest like a good little consumer infantryman.  My proverbial hat goes off to them — had I been a hip-hop superstar (and I suppose there’s still time), I would have sampled the bejesus out of Walk on the Wild Side.  Also Nights on Broadway, but that is neither here nor there.

Regardless, The Wackness features one Sir Ben Kingsley, and I would happily watch a movie in which he places various takeout orders for two hours.  I saw him in person a couple years ago, at the opening-night screening of Independent Film Festival Boston (the film was Transsiberian).  And he was every bit as erudite and adorable as one would wish their Ben Kingsley to be.  I thought you would want to know.

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