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Kerry Washington as "Niecy," the shoplifting department store clerk.

'Lift:' Boosting Your Life Away

by Esther Iverem
SeeingBlack.com Editor and Film Critic

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In chronicling the world of a professional shoplifter or booster, the film Lift concerns itself with the frivolity of fashion accoutrements. It is a decent attempt at revealing an important aspect of the culture of poverty: the importance of being "so fresh and so cle-clean" with the latest gear, expensive jewelry and fancy cars—but having no real wealth as in real estate, or a savings account. Even an honest vocation leading to personal satisfaction rather than jail is an asset in short supply in this world.

You know the sentiment. The same sentiment that allowed us to identify with the suit-wearing felon played by Eddie Murphy in 48 Hours. When Nick Nolte calls him a worthless con, Murphy seems to agree with the assessment and responds, "Yeah. But I LOOK GOOD." Consider the scene exhibit one in defining ghetto fabulous. "Lift" does not provide a deep look at our often twisted consumer consciousness. Most of it is concerned with the surface of the matter. Niecy, a cherub-faced young woman (Kerry Washington), works in a department store and moonlights as a very sophisticated thief. Though it is not clear, it appears that her con jobs include the use of fake credit cards and bogus checks. Sometimes she simply steals the old-fashioned way—by lifting goods and stashing them in a bag or under her shirt.

The thieving scenes are shot with much artistic effect. As she strides through store aisles, drawing the eyes of White salespeople and security guards to her dark skin, Niecy acts more like a model on a runway than a thief. The filmmakers return to the theme of the fashion runway again and again for comedic effect. Niecy knows the necessary veneer. She knows how to exude the confidence of a NBA wife, someone who BELONGS in a store with tremendous mark-ups on designer goods. As she glides though the stores, giving all the eye-candy an appreciative once-over, the sound of an operatic soprano drenches the scenes in mocking irony.

The directing-writing team of DeMane Davis and Khari Streeter do make an attempt to go beneath the surface here. As the story is set up, it is possible to accept some connection between Niecy’s crimes and her sense of obligation to her abused and deprived mother. It is far more difficult to accept familial bonds as a total excuse—especially without more information about the shared history between mother and daughter. To really understand what drives Niecy and to really feel her character, I wanted to hear her talk about her values, how her desires cannot be fulfilled on a store clerk salary. I need the issue to begin and end with Niecy, not with her mother.

In part because of these omissions, it is also difficult to know who Niecy is or to truly accept the superficial romantic relationship she has with a recovered booster, Angelo, who keeps encouraging her to give up her life of crime. I really wanted to root for Niecy. And I did sometimes. I just wanted the filmmakers to give me more of a reason to do so.

Screened at Acapulco Black Film Festival 2001.

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-- June 21, 2001

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