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Trois, 2000, 90 minutes, Rated R
By Carla Robinson
Whenever films like Beloved, Rosewood, and Amistad debut, most of us start
asking, “Where’s our Fatal Attraction? Our Some Like It Hot? Our
Chinatown?” Why do films about us always have to be either ‘hood or historical?
We want light fare. We want to enter the theater and forget about our troubles under the
soft, blue light of the big screen. Well, this past year ushered in a growing trend.
Movies like Love and Basketball, Scary Movie, and The Best Man let us off the hook by
having to do with being human, rather than being Black. It’s very liberating.
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But, alas, we must pay a price for this
freedom. That price is discerning taste. There is good lowbrow, and there is bad lowbrow.
Trois falls somewhere in the middle. This erotic thriller sets out to illustrate the
dangers of sexual greed and materialism, but its plot isn’t much thicker than air.
It’s about a couple that has it all, yet the husband, Jermaine (Gary
Dourdan), is
obsessed with what he calls “sexual freedom,” in the form of a threesome.
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He finally gets his reluctant wife,
Jasmine (Kenya Moore, in a role that has “kick me, I’m a victim” written
all over it), to indulge, but his lasciviousness blows up in his face when the woman they
sleep with turns out to be a kook. The film’s ending provides an unexpected twist.
Trois may not be a cinematic masterpiece, but, as a Black Fatal Attraction, it delivers a
good amount of light entertainment. Sometimes, that’s all we need.
M
July 2000
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