In his first scene in his first movie, Eminem pukes his guts out.Ĩ Mile, sharply directed by Curtis Hanson from a script by Scott Silver (who’s a long way from the inanities of The Mod Squad), is a real movie, not a fast-buck package to exploit the fan base of a rap nonentity (hello, Vanilla Ice, goodbye). Like Eminem, who did the same, Rabbit is pissed off plenty: at his mom (Kim Basinger) for slutting around at his ex-girl (Taryn Manning) for pretending she’s pregnant at himself for choking in front of an audience. Jimmy, known as Rabbit, competes in freestyle verbal battles against black rappers at a local club. And he reads lines with an offbeat freshness that makes his talk and his rap sound interchangeable. His sulk - hooded eyes that suddenly spark with danger - has an intensity to rival James Dean’s. But Eminem holds the camera by natural right. It’s too soon to tell if he can really act. In 8 Mile, his film debut as aspiring rapper Jimmy Smith Jr., Eminem is on fire. And in this corner: the hordes who want the artist formerly known as Marshall Mathers to fall flat on his misogynistic, homophobic, race-baiting, mother-hating, gun-toting, tattoo-flaunting thirty-year-old ass. The Angry Rapper who must face the challenge that has KO’d many a contender before him: acting. The Detroit punk who can rhyme fourteen syllables a line.
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