show, we start in Brownsville, Brooklyn, a one-dimensional character in and of itself, looking bombed-out and smoldering and hopeless. It’s the kind of place where cops shoot young Black kids for petty crimes, where roving packs of amoral hoodlums roam the streets past tin-drum hobo fires a half-step from. It is a dystopian stage of shadows the show repeatedly would like viewers to remember as a part of the whole Tyson package.
with a white suit, bald head, and that face tattoo. An adoring crowd eats up his meandering presentation like he’s unveiling new iPhone tech. He has it all down: that disarming cutesiness, thewrist flips, that high whispery, ever-lisping voice, that slow way of moving his head, as if he is trying to process a foreign land while also suffering from CTE.
Episode five gives a bold rope-a-dope, completely shifting the narrative perspective to that of Desiree Washington . She tells her story as a victim of Tyson direct to the camera, then the court, with unwavering steadiness and strength. Heartbreaking, story-bending, and stomach-churning, the episode seems to nearly bend in on itself with a graceful and moving half hour. A striking, standout segment, it feels meant to be witnessed and felt rather than commented upon.
Without italics this is a difficult and bizarre tweet. The movie could well be called 'In Mike, Tyson' ... it really could be!