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10 Essential Cinematic AntiheroesWhy we don't get a whole movie about The Sweet Inspirations is mind boggling. Starting as a gospel group in the '50s, members through the years have include Dionne Warwick, Dee Dee Warwick and Cissy Houston (yes, mother of Whitney Houston), and Jerry Wexler, the legendary music producer over at Atlantic Records, signed the girls to a deal simply to have them available to sing for the rest of the acts on the label. While they were never big charting stars, they worked with the cream of the crop, and on a number of iconic albums such as Dusty In Memphis. They clearly made some lasting footprints in the music business, but likely hampered by the tiny budget of the film (the press notes reveal director Victor Mignatti worked as a crew of one), we hear nothing of their work during the prime of their career (licensing those songs would cost a fortune), nor is there any context or insight from anyone in the industry on what they meant to those records or to the artists who benefited from their voices.
But perhaps most tragically, one can't help but feel an overwhelming sadness at how earnest and misguided the efforts all around feel. Producer Peitor Angell, who generously gives a lot of time to both The Sweet Inspirations and Pat Hodges, seems to be unaware of how other label and acts are resurrecting R&B artists by keeping it simple. A look at what Daptone has done for Charles Bradley or Truth & Soul for Lee Fields with pairing them with no fuss, throwback soul musicians and songs to great success, runs counter to the somewhat artificial synth driven backdrops Angell gives The Sweet Inspirations or worse, the club beats for Hodges. Especially for the latter, who is up front about her faith in God being the most important driving force in her life, having her sing gay anthems (example title: "I'm Coming Out") instead of gospel seems incongruous. While Hodges is deeply appreciative of the support she receives from the LGBT community, it's not exactly a shock when she reveals that her heart isn't in performing.
Unfocused, and feeling mostly incomplete in even the most basic standards of documentary film, "This Time" unfortunately reflects an amateur approach that is felt not just in the filmmaking but in the very people trying to bring The Sweet Inspirations, Pat Hodges and Bobby Belfry to bigger recognition. One never wants to take down those who are well-intentioned, and making an honest effort, but the very message of the film is constantly undercut by what seem to be bad decisions or at times, an ignorance as to how the music industry works today. In short, "This Time" is disappointment, a missed opportunity to let viewers know just where these R&B acts came from, and why we should be interested in where they go tomorrow. [C-]
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