LESLIE

Tyree (Just Say No!, 2001, etc.), whose grim tales of life in the ’hood usually offer moments of grace or wisdom, tells a horrifying and essentially nasty story of a woman who murders those who get in her way.

The New Orleans–set story reflects a depressing racism: all whites, however well intentioned or innocent, are responsible for the plights of blacks, while the ills of victimhood excuse the vilest behavior. The violence begins shortly after aspiring filmmaker Kaiyah videotapes an interview with four Dillard University students who share a house. Ayana, a wannabe rap star, Bridget, daughter of wealthy parents, and goodhearted Yula all cooperate, but the fourth, Leslie Beaudet, refuses to speak. A good and ambitious student, Leslie is tormented by her family problems, her past, and her responsibilities. Her Haitian father, who wanted to be a great chef, is living in a shelter; her sister Laetitia is a teenaged unmarried mother in the projects; and elder brother Pierre, who once stood by while she was sexually abused by a gang of boys, rides round with gangster leader and drug-dealer Beaucoup. When her mother dies of AIDS and Laetitia is upset because her man is seeing waitress Phyllis, something snaps in Leslie. Her father had talked to her about Haitian Vaudou (the true version of voodoo), and Leslie, believing she’s a Vaudoo priestess, uses her powers to eliminate all who thwart her. First is the waitress Phyllis. Then, annoyed by her prying, Leslie arranges for Kaiyah to be killed. Next comes Eugene, Bridget’s Creole boyfriend. Leslie herself knocks off gangster Beaucoup after luring him to a hotel room. The violence is intensified when brother Pierre, fearful of the consequences of Beaucoup’s death, kills his guards. And Leslie, still angry, apparently can be understood only by “facing the lies of America, those painful lies of color.”

Implausibly melodramatic portrait of a killer whose actions evoke horror rather than sympathy.