The movie captured Black joy, grief, texturism, and colorism through the eyes of young Black boys in an authentic way for the time. The film was funny and entertaining; a critical race theory class would eat this up.

The film feels and looks like a community theater performance grounded in Black joy. Throughout the movie, the characters sing songs that give us, as viewers, insight into their lives and the importance of community / being with friends and family. 
I’m remembering watching a slam poet say that being loved by Black people was the most radical thing that had ever happened to her. Throughout the movie, the devil continuously tries to ruin the night, but never succeeds because nothing he does phases the characters, which I see as representing the African-American experience in the United States and how love will always overpower hate

I didn’t expect to like this movie going into the Tribeca Film Festival, but the director tackled the issues of class and gun control issues well and somehow made it engaging and fun to watch.

It’s a slow watch at first glance but once the movie picks up, it’s so good.