It’s been a while since we’ve seen a Spike Lee movie as self-assured, cocky and indulgent as “Highest 2 Lowest.”
The film, a remake of a 1963 Akira Kurosawa kidnapping thriller based on a novel by Ed McBain, is long and meandering, with plot twists and pauses for lectures and pregnant plugs for features of African American culture.
A prominent record company founder’s son is kidnapped and the police rush to the family’s huge Brooklyn penthouse. Did the police issue an “Ebony Alert,” the mother wants to know? She has to explain to the cops, and the audience, what she’s talking about.
Jazz fills the soundtrack under almost every scene. Still shots of African American art and African American sports jerseys (New York Knick Earl “The Pearl” Monroe) as decor flavor its affluence.
The banter is music business quick, leaning hard into New York African American street argot.
“Is Al Green? Is Barry White? Is James Brown? Is Prince Purple?”
Lee was brought back from the directorial dead by Jordan Peele, who produced “BlackKklansman” and seemingly reined-in some of Lee’s indulgent touches. Lee burned through much of the capital that gave him with another middling military movie (he sucks at them).
But for “Highest 2 Lowest” he lured back his muse, Denzel Washington, for a tale of a wealthy man and pillar of his community whose reputation and self-image are tested by a struggling business facing a takeover and a kidnapping that threatens everything he holds dear.
Or does it?
David King is “Da King,” the founder of “Stack’n Hits” records and possessor of “The Best Ears in the Business.” But the label’s glory years were a couple of decades back, and his closest partner (Michael Potts) thinks it’s time to sell out.
His righteous but free-spending, charity-connected wife (Ilfenesh Hadera of Lee’s “Oldboy” and TV’s “Billions”) is ready for a change of focus. And his aspiring baller son Trey (Aubrey Joseph of TV’s “Clock & Dagger”) could use a little more attention.
Dad’s content to limo his son to his posh school, chat up the celebrity coach (ex-Laker Rick Fox), jab the kid about his Celtics-green headband, and head to work, hunting for that ever-more-elusive comeback hit.
His grounding/sounding board might be his driver, Paul (Jeffrey Wright, outstanding as always). He’s an ex-con that King has given the keys to his Rolls and a good life, including enrollment of Paul’s kid (Elijah Wright, Jeffrey’s son) in that school and on that basketball team.
But King’s old timer’s dream of buying back control of his company and guiding it back to the top of the music business is derailed by a single phone call. The voice is vituperative, foul-mouthed and familiar, with grievance underscoring its message.
It’s King’s “day of reckoning.” I have your son. I want $17.5 million in Swiss francs for him.
King and wife Pam are shaken. The cops (John Douglas Thompson, LaChanze and Dean Winters) are staring down the ex-con driver. But we’re allowed just enough time to wonder if this is a sham, a scam with short term and long term financial benefits for Da King.
And then Trey comes home. The kidnappers grabbed the wrong kid.
What follows might be King’s real test, whether the son of his employee and friend is worth that much money to him folded into fears of “cancel” culture consequences if he puts money over a boy’s life.
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