Atom User Reviews for Where Hands Touch
Hello! movie speaks about identity, ancestry, nationalism, patriotism, teenage stupidity, how the past keeps repeating itself and the universal hatred of blackness
It's tragic to me that so little has changed in over 70 years. Hatred of black skin, "African" instead of, say, Nigerian? Sudanese? Congolese?...still the same stereotypes, name-calling, and stripping of national identity, as if there are no boundaries and differences between individuals hailing from the continent of Africa. I am saddened that racism is so deeply rooted. When will we learn?
Im not sure what I was expecting, but I expected more than TV-quality writing, acting, and production values. The longest 2 hours Ive spent on a movie that could not avoid cliche if it tried.
Metacritic
The romantic relationship with the “good Nazi” is a little too glib (quite as it was in the film version of Suite Française) and the camp scenes have a misjudged sheen of romanticism and come perilously close to the bad-taste border. But Stenberg’s performance is good.
The stridently theatricalized violence is horrific only because it’s so abjectly manipulative. By the end of the movie, my jaw felt unhinged from dropping so often.
Asante usually excels at sharing stories audiences haven’t seen before, so it’s unfortunate that this one feels so dully familiar.