Word: pimp
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...lyrics --"You know it's hard out here for a pimp/ When he's gotta get the money for the rent"--don't quite have the lilt of "Some day my prince will come." And the rapper who composed that verse is no Snow White. DJay is a black man, a Memphis, Tenn., dope dealer and peddler of prostitutes' flesh. But his yearning has the same intensity as any Disney heroine's. For DJay has a mission: he wants to make a hit record. He dares to dream the pimpossible dream...
...white guy? Taylor Hackford had run up against similar prejudices in the 15 years it took him to make Ray. As Brewer recalls, "I'm sitting there sweating bullets, thinking, No one is buying this movie about Ray Charles. Why would they buy my movie about a pimp...
Ranting has many styles, many purposes. Sometimes its only ambition is to vilify. Robert Burns once let fly at a critic in these terms: "Thou eunuch of language; thou butcher . . . thou arch-heretic in pronunciation, thou pitch-pipe of affected emphasis . . . thou pimp of gender . . . thou scape-gallows from the land of syntax." On and on he went...
Then Freston's people paid a hefty $9 million, plus an extra $7 million for a two-picture production deal, for MTV Films to purchase the rights to Hustle & Flow, the inspiring tale of a Memphis street dude with rap-star dreams (think Rocky, except that he's a pimp). Industry savants saw that buy as a clue to the new direction. Freston was the face of triumphant youth culture--the kid whose stuffy parents have handed him not just the keys to the car but their credit cards and the deed to their home...
From the first scene, the movie is predictable. It is a love fantasy not too far from every other one you’ve seen, but there is an admirable attempt to shake up the formula, most especially with Hitch’s quasi-pimp profession. This attempt at teaching an old dog new tricks fails when the narrative quickly falls into predictable patterns. It is only the leads’ pure likeability that redeems the narrative’s damned conventionality...