The F. Scott Fitzgerald's classic, The Great Gatsby, adapted as a modern-day morality play in blackface. This fairly-faithful version explores the same themes as its source material, only with a hip-hop spin.
G (2002)
Runtime: 1 hr 36 mins
Theatrical Release: Sep 16, 2005 Limited
Box Office: $2,964,475
Synopsis: G is a contemporary African-American romance inspired by the classic F. Scott Fitzgerald story The Great Gatsby. Set amidst the grandeur of the ultra elite Hamptons, G follows self-made millionaire and rap mogul Summer G (Richard T. Jones) on a journey to regain what he desires most – the love... G is a contemporary African-American romance inspired by the classic F. Scott Fitzgerald story The Great Gatsby. Set amidst the grandeur of the ultra elite Hamptons, G follows self-made millionaire and rap mogul Summer G (Richard T. Jones) on a journey to regain what he desires most – the love of his life (Chenoa Maxwell), now married to a wealthy and philandering Wallstreeter (Blair Underwood). Having built his thriving empire from the ground up, Summer G would relinquish it all for the promise of rekindling a romance with his one true love. Urban music writer, Tre, (Andre Royo) spends the summer chronicling the lifestyle of this complex rap mogul for an article on the rise of African-American prominence linked to Hip Hop in the Hamptons. Without malice or intent, this writer brings these lovers together while simultaneously pulling their worlds apart. [More]
Genre: Dramas
Starring: Richard T. Jones, Blair Underwood, Chenoa Maxwell, Andre Royo, Laz Alonso
Reviews
Reworking the story with a hip-hop record mogul at its center comes across as little more than a stunt. And not a very good stunt.
Another strikeout, further destroying F. Scott Fitzgerald's film batting average.
I still thought there were enough good performances, great visuals, and an interesting examination of a lifestyle in a way that we haven’t seen a lot of times in movies for me to recommend it.
G often resembles a glossy BET soap opera...Cherot does capture the decadence of its slick “playas” in the extravagant world of bling-worshipping music moguls
An unpolished but entertaining tragedy filled with outstanding performances and memorable moments.
You should never make a movie about boundless, conspicuous wealth on an indie budget.
We beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the sha-fizzle-dizzle.
[A] poorly acted, directed and written (but slick-looking) vanity project.
Bottom line: It works even if you’ve never heard of F. Scott Fitzgerald. But it’s twice as much fun if you have.
The women are shrewishly materialistic, the men are manipulative or violent and the Polo wardrobes look fabulous on everyone. It's an ugly affair overall, but at least you can say you've never seen such beautiful shirts.
The book was about class and the American dream. The movie is too, though it's most interested in the soap opera machinations of the plot.
Everyone in this movie is getting it on with someone else behind their lover's back, but only the women have to end up suffering for it. Nice, right?
Christopher Scott Cherot's drama is an honorable attempt laid low by a verbose script, cheap production values, and a general tendency toward soap opera.
There is scarcely a minute's worth of believable human behavior on display in G, which builds to a climax as incoherent as it is ludicrous.

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