Black Nativity

Inspired by Langston Hughes’ beloved musical play, Black Nativity is an earnest slice of uplifting holiday drama that benefits from a smartly chosen cast. Writer-director Kasi Lemmons’ decision to combine actors who sing with singers who act is a risk that pays off thanks to an overriding tone that’s never less than heartfelt. While some viewers may be put off by the film’s lack of humor and upfront religious elements (which are neither soft-pedaled nor insufferably preachy), others will be drawn to it for precisely the same reason.
Lemmons crafts a contemporary story around the bones of Hughes’ gospel-infused nativity play, casting singer-actor Jacob Latimore as a Baltimore teen named Langston (natch) whose struggling single mother, Naima (Jennifer Hudson), is facing eviction and sends her son to spend Christmas with grandparents he’s never met in New York City. Grandfather Cornell (Forest Whitaker) is a reverend in a Harlem Baptist church, and grandmother Aretha (Angela Bassett) is a dutiful homemaker who sings in the church choir. While they lovingly welcome Langston into their home, Langston isn’t so eager to reciprocate the affection, especially given the Reverend’s strict rules.
The relatively sparse narrative is kept afloat by the actors’ ability to hint at more complicated family dynamics than the screenplay readily explores. Reliable pros Whitaker and Bassett convincingly conjure the conflicted feelings of heartache over years of being estranged from their daughter and elation at getting to know their grandson. Hudson makes Naima a credible combination of independent woman and concerned mother, fiercely devoted to her son but too proud to forgive her parents for past mistakes. And Latimore confidently carries the film as a young man understandably angry that he’s been kept in the dark about his family’s history.