JULY 28, 2022 (dailycal..org)

ANGELA BI/STAFF
BY DOMINIC MARZIALI | STAFF – UPDATED JULY 27, 2022
Grade: 4.0/5.0
Some of the fans who tried to dissect the trailers for “Nope,” writer-director Jordan Peele’s latest film, might have noticed the vinyl cover for Exuma, the Obeah Man in one shot. It was an efficient way on Peele’s part to tell viewers “Nope” would deliver what they’d come to expect from a filmmaker who has occupied himself with the exertion of protest, the exhaustion of trauma. It was a confident signal, tongue-in-cheek.
“Chances are, you’ve never heard a boast track quite like ‘Exuma, the Obeah Man,’ ” led a Rolling Stone retrospective on the album for its 50th anniversary in 2020. The article included a quote likening Tony McKay’s album to Peele’s films — “movies that deal with sort of the black experience, a collective trauma.” Expect this and more, the trailer taunted cryptically.
The film Peele delivered is a rigorous, tightly suspenseful, witty, big-screen spectacle. When Exuma’s boasts roll across an Agua Dulce ranch, heralding the film’s climax, it’s long become clear that “Nope” is, in genre, a departure from Peele’s previous two films. Peele and the film’s creatives deliver on the promise set out from trailer one: “Nope” is no less of a zeitgeist-rider, but it’s less polemical than “Get Out” and lighter on the ambiguous metaphors that gummed up “Us.”
The horrifying is replaced by horror. It’s an imaginative sci-fi that dips in and out of the Western, layering the grit of a family way out west with the extraterrestrial, the impossible — the appearance of a flying saucer that, if it can be captured on film, dangles the financial promise of what one character calls “the Oprah shot.”
It’s a film about a new kind of West. There are cowboys and aliens, but no shootouts in “Nope.” Those times have passed us by. Rather, Peele interrogates where opportunity can still be found for O.J. (Daniel Kaluuya) and Emerald (Keke Palmer), the brother-sister horse wranglers who also constitute the only Black-owned business supplying horses to film sets. But working for Hollywood isn’t enough to secure a future: Emerald dreams of successes in settings where owning a horse is a barrier. O.J., meanwhile, has had to sell 10 horses some six months after his father, Otis Haywood (Keith David), is killed in a freak accident involving debris raining from the sky.
Things are not as they seem on the Aqua Dulce ranch, and Jupe (Steven Yeun), the Haywoods’ only neighbor in the valley, has taken note. As a child, he starred in a short-lived sit-com that was shut down after one of its monkey-stars went into a rage and killed everyone on set, save for the young Jupe. “Nope” opens on the set of the sit-com, “applause” signs flashing above a silent sound stage. The monkey soon comes into view and looks at the camera. Are its blood-soaked paws a reminder of Peele’s production company Monkeypaw Productions, the logo for which was on screen just about a minute ago? How meta is this?
The answer, in Peele’s fashion, is delivered with a healthy covering of the corny — levity to ease his audience into his starker points. Tragedy befalls the patrons who come to Jupe’s Western-themed tourist trap to witness the flying saucer. Emerald half-jokes to producers about being forgotten Hollywood royalty: She asserts her ancestor was the jockey in Eadweard Muybridge’s first moving images. How is it, Peele provokes, that a few generations later, Emerald and her brother are risking life and limb to get a flying saucer on film? When did the commodification and capture of performance become their only way to get rich?
It’s perhaps a point that the film fails to make in its entirety, spinning through themes as quickly as it does genres. There are tangential considerations of who profits and who suffers, but Peele’s film drives at the potency he instills in a simple word: “nope.”
Don’t look. But who can resist a peek?
Contact Dominic Marziali at dmarziali@dailycal.org.