I’ve seen this movie, and it’s…not good. But I like one particular thing about it.
In the early stages of the movie, the protagonists stop at a rural gas station/convenience store run by a stereotypical bearded old white shopkeeper. One of the main characters notices a rifle on the wall over the register, and comments on it. The old man replies, “That’s my n***** gun!” This, of course, draws pained looks from members of the group.
The movie then proceeds apace; people die. Then we see in the denouement the genre-typical plot reset, as another group of urban youths stop at the same store on their way into the wilderness. Except they are all black. As the shopkeeper sees their car rolls in, he goes inside…
When the driver gets to the register, he greets the old man, who looks at him, then breaks into a big smile, “My n****!”, and participates in a friendly, intricate greeting dap, then reaches for the rifle. He then hands it to the driver, “I got it all ready for you, just the way you wanted it…”
IOW, the filmmakers bookended their movie with a joke! They waited forever between setup and punchline. It’s an effective comedic break, and it took a level of disciplined storytelling to commit that to screen, as well as NOT editing it out.
I don’t think many filmmakers could do the same, TBH.
