When I watched the trailer for this, I thought to myself, "Oh that's a great trailer, too bad the movie probably can't live up to it."
I was very wrong.
First of all, the trailer itself is a piece of art, but I'm not here to talk about the trailer, I'm here to discuss what is easily the best film I've seen in theaters in years. Why this got such a limited release is beyond me--it's spectacular.
Nuanced, fair, real, charming, The Last Black Man in San Francisco strung me along like a child in a wheelbarrow. Every frame, every dolly, every on screen relationship, and every note of idiosyncratic music felt fresh and beautiful. I really, really, didn't want…