Click here to return to the Shaking Through Home Page


  Shaking WWW


 Archive Home | Movies | Music | Books | Comics | Editorial


Movie Archives: Most Recent | Highest Rated | Alphabetical

O Brothers, Where Art Thou?


Four Brothers

John Singleton, USA, 2005

Rating: 2.5


Posted: August 12, 2005

By Kevin Forest Moreau

Director John Singleton began his career as a promising chronicler of issues and institutions of interest to young black men and women (Boyz 'N the Hood, Higher Learning). Lately, he's expanded his scope, alternating films of topical relevance to his black audience (Baby Boy) with giant popcorn productions like Shaft and 2 Fast 2 Furious. Since 1997's ambitious historical drama Rosewood, the pattern seems to have been to follow an example of the former with one of the latter.

Four Brothers doesn't fall into either camp. Conceived as a kind of "urban Western," it takes the central premise of the John Wayne/Dean Martin vehicle The Sons of Katie Elder and deposits it in a modern-day Detroit so industrially bleak it makes the dead-end milieu of 8 Mile look like Cold Comfort Farm. That atmosphere also heightens the film's prevalent Saturday-matinee, 1970s blaxploitation-flick feel. The result is a revenge-minded entertainment product with a high-expectations cast (Mark Wahlberg, Terrence Howard) and plenty of testosterone-charged set pieces that ultimately feels as strangely muted as its washed-out tones and dreary, snow-covered landscapes.

Into that tableau drives ex-con Bobby Mercer (Wahlberg), returning home to attend the funeral of his adoptive mother (Fionnula Flanagan), who was killed in what appears to have been a random convenience store holdup. At the funeral, Bobby hooks up with his three foster brothers: former marine Angel (Tyrese Gibson), scruffy rocker Jack (Garrett Hedlund) and struggling businessman Jeremiah (André Benjamin of OutKast). The boys quickly decide to take matters into their own hands -- except for the relatively straight-arrow Jeremiah -- and investigate their mother's death themselves.

Having done such a solid job of establishing a natural, street-level look and feel (thanks to cinematographer Peter Menzies, Jr.), Four Brothers then lurches, like a fitful Ford Thunderbird, into a B-movie fantasy world. Bobby's investigative methods consist largely of barging into places uninvited (a high-school basketball game or a den of low-level street thugs), brandishing weapons and demanding answers. (For all the talk about how "Mom" set these troubled boys on the straight-and-narrow, she doesn't seem to have done too great a job with Bobby.)

In fact, it's the scenes in which Bobby -- with Angel his willing accomplice and Jack more or less along for the ride -- sets out to get to the bottom of things that give Four Brothers its most credulity-straining moments. When the trail leads to a local politician, Bobby's approach is to douse his car in gasoline and threaten to incinerate him in an effort to solicit information -- long before it's established that said politician is in the pocket of the film's resident villain. Earlier, Bobby and his brothers get into a shootout with an elusive witness inside a large apartment building, and amazingly, no one else seems to be home -- certainly, no one reacts to all the gunplay or calls the cops, even when Bobby cuts the rope via which his prey is attempting to rappel to safety, and ends up writhing in pain on the ground many stories below.

Granted, Singleton has never been a particularly subtle director -- even the critically lauded Boyz 'N the Hood had its heavy-handed moments -- but Four Brothers is a giant sledgehammer of a movie, loudly banging its contrived plot elements and characters into place. Angel's sex-crazed spitfire of a girlfriend (Sofia Vergara) exists only to do stupid things that place the brothers in unnecessary jeopardy. And the aforementioned villain, Victor Sweet (Chiwetel Ejiofor), likes to humiliate his underlings by making them sit at the kids' table or eat their meals off the floor of his restaurant like dogs -- he's evil, get it?

There's an argument to be made that analyzing a film like Four Brothers too closely misses the point. It's a summer action flick, after all, and its purpose is to entertain. And it does that job fairly well. Still, we never quite buy that the Mercer brothers can just stroll, consequence-free, through Detroit, threatening and shooting at people, getting into a visually arresting nighttime car chase or, in the most "Western" scene, getting shot at when a platoon of bad guys perforates the Mercer house in an old-fashioned standoff.

Eventually the brothers uncover a police conspiracy involving kickbacks and an insurance settlement, but ultimately Four Brothers isn't about untangling a mystery so much as it's defined by its over-the-top skirmishes; the flimsy plot threads are just there to tie them together. There's nothing necessarily wrong with that, of course, and Four Brothers isn't a bad movie. But you're never quite able to settle comfortably into the fantasy it creates. Hopefully Singleton's next project, whatever it may be, won't have a similar problem.

Site design copyright © 2001-2011 Shaking All original artwork, photography and text used on this site is the sole copyright of the respective creator(s)/author(s). Reprinting, reposting, or citing any of the original content appearing on this site without the written consent of Shaking is strictly forbidden.


 Ratings Key:
 5.0: A masterpiece
 4.0-4.9: Exceptional

 3.0-3.9: Solid fare

 2.0-2.9: The mediocrities...
 1.1-1.9: Poor
 0.0-1.0: Utter dreck
Archived Reviews

Most Recent

Highest Rated



Best Of Lists: All | 2005

Oscar Picks: 2006

Clemenza's Corner