Chi-Raq | Spike Lee's angry blast of hip-hop agitprop is a gaudy mess

Chi-Raq Teyonah Parris
(Image credit: Parrish Lewis)

Chi-Raq Teyonah Parris

Spike Lee delivers an angry blast of hip-hop agitprop with Chi-Raq, a flashy but flaky updating of Aristophanes' 2,400-year-old Greek comedy Lysistrata from the Peloponnesian War to modern-day Chicago.

The premise remains the same: a sex strike by women to convince their belligerent men to lay down their weapons. Here the warring parties are rival street gangs from Chicago’s South Side headed by Nick Cannon’s cocky rapper Chi-Raq (the Spartans) and Wesley Snipes’ eye-patch-wearing Cyclops (the Trojans). And it’s Teyonah Parris’s Lysistrata, Chi-Raq’s sassy girlfriend, who calls the strike after yet another innocent bystander falls victim to the city’s escalating violence. Her rallying cry: ‘No peace, no pussy’.

Chi-Raq Samuel L Jackson

"Florid doggerel"

There’s genuine outrage behind Lee’s musical satire, and his fury has good cause. Gun-related deaths in Chicago in the last 15 years have outnumbered American casualties in Afghanistan and Iraq combined. Hence the city’s wry slang nickname.

Lee’s artistic response is flamboyantly provocative. Unfortunately, his film is also a gaudy mess. The characters mostly speak in verse, which needn’t be a drawback but for the fact that their rhymes are florid doggerel that not even Samuel L Jackson – who serves as the story’s dapper Greek chorus - can redeem. And when Lee ramps up the craziness in the film’s later stages, the farcical scenes are laboured and unfunny.

He has, however, created a very striking heroine in his latter-day Lysistrata, magnificently played by Parris, who fans of Mad Men will recall in the role of Don Draper’s secretary Dawn. She, almost alone among the cast, does emerge with credit intact.

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Certificate 15. Runtime 127 mins. Director Spike Lee

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p5_C-jgCdUM

Jason Best

A film critic for over 25 years, Jason admits the job can occasionally be glamorous – sitting on a film festival jury in Portugal; hanging out with Baz Luhrmann at the Chateau Marmont; chatting with Sigourney Weaver about The Archers – but he mostly spends his time in darkened rooms watching films. He’s also written theatre and opera reviews, two guide books on Rome, and competed in a race for Yachting World, whose great wheeze it was to send a seasick film critic to write about his time on the ocean waves. But Jason is happiest on dry land with a classic screwball comedy or Hitchcock thriller.