Freaky Tales
This passes the vibe check. A batshit-crazy anthology of interconnected stories (set in 1987 Oakland!!) following a goofily animated green lightning that shapes the fates of several disparate Californians. If you’re like me, this movie has it all: punks vs. Nazis, rap battles, narration by Too $hort, fake cigarette burns to give the film that old-school theatrical texture, a deep love of 1980s Oakland and Bay Area hip-hop culture, a deep obsession with genre movies, the Golden State Warriors, kung-fu, cartoonish violence, Pedro Pascal, sword fights, and so very much more. Filmmakers Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck take all the tricks they’ve learned in 20 years as writer-directors (including their toe-dipping into studio blockbusters with 2019’s Captain Marvel) and made what feels like a deeply personal and goofball love letter to their youth and the things that make them happy. It’s not perfect, but what is? At the end of the closing credits, there’s a brief moment where the statement “This movie was made in its entirety by human beings” appears. Just a group of people making a movie about Oakland in the 1980s with sword fights and rap music. Humanity at its best.
Freaky Tales
Grade: B