ja-191-280465 Brooklyn Babylon is Marc Levin's 2001 film about the African American and Jewish community in Brooklyn, N.Y. Set in Crown Heights, the story revolves around Sara, a young Jewish girl and Solomon, an African American aspiring to become a musician. After their cars collide in a sudden car accident, Sara and Solomon lock eyes and develop an instant connection. After their second encounter, the two begin to see each other and its not soon before long until their friends and family disapprove. Eventually violence between their friends ensues and it seems that the more these two fall in love, the harder it is to maintain their budding romance. Gradually, Solomon exposes Sara to a whole new world outside of her Jewish faith which forces her to question her beliefs. Over all, Brooklyn Babylon is a pretty solid movie. Although the film is somewhat cliché, it is still easy to watch. Instead of violence, the film could've had a break through with less violence and more camaraderie between the characters. Marc Levin highlights the cultural backgrounds of the characters in a very profound way. In addition, the acting of the two leads is fairly decent. Watch out for some good musical performances by the roots.

florisgek This movie started out really gripping with some clever juxtapositions of the two cultures. The hip-hop scene and the Jewish wedding set the stage for what seemed a very promising movie. For three-quarters of the movie things developed organically (if somewhat slow) towards a very tender liaison dangereux. After that, the movie just went bust for me. The threat of escalating violence is not explored, nor is there a visible means of a solution. True, in real life there are no easy solutions, either, but making a choice for either one in a movie would seem at least cinematographically correct. As it is, this movie tethers out to a cliché showdown-between-the-two-antagonists (Sol and Judah) (in the park, remember? Oh, you forgot, well, I didn't think it very memorable either) and an end shot of Sarah with a baby. And that's all, folks. What? Hello! This I found particularly depressing. Where is Sol? Is he dead? did they elope? Did he decide to stick with his music and leave his love to raise their child alone ? "Planting a seed for Zion", as the old Rastafari put it constitutes knocking women up and then leaving them? Surely that can't be the case. Failing to work out such a massive part of the story for me is just plain lame. It is mentioned too we get to see too little of Sara. I agree. That combined with the fact that Sol is sometimes not entirely likable (not to mention sometimes a bit too cliché Rasta-drone) takes a lot of credits away from the love story. And I've heard better rappers, too.

anoirakbar I saw this last nite and while I enjoyed many of the performances and certain scenes I was left with nothing after I left the theatre.The whole movie was contrived and did not offer any solution or direction towards resolving the plot. The beginning fools you into believing the movie takes place in 1991 but according to Marc Levin, who spoke after the show alongside tariq trotter, the movie takes place in the present.I think Levin has no idea what he's doing. Give me that $4 million budget and I will bring a masterpiece the theatre.

xhari_nairx I agree with the last reviewer that the best thing about this film is the fact that it features DA ROOOOOOTS!!! Tariq "Black Thought" Trotter stars as an up and coming MC of an organic hip hop band.... basically he does a fine job playing a character based on himself. Karen Goberman is also good as the female lead, although their relationship isn't very well written, which holds true for the writing as a whole. Everything about the film except for the performances feels contrived.... their relationship, the tension between the Black and Jewish communities that it's set against (even with the understanding that these tensions are very real). I'd like to see Tariq and The Roots working on other films.... hopefully next time they'll have a better script to work with.