I saw LOVING this weekend. It's really good. Yes, you sit there and can't believe that this it was not long ago that people of different races couldn't marry, but you also must look at what is the enduring legacy of white supremacy in this country.
As profound was the message of the power of love was the subtle yet pervasive sense of police brutality. And that savagery isn't just in beatings, but in the wielding of a violently long flashlight, the hollering of "boy" across a courtyard, the screeches of tires in the middle of the day, the silent arrival of cars in the dead of night, the constant reminder that you can be thrown in jail at any time.
I also found myself struggling with Mildred's seemingly intractable insistence that her children be raised in the country until I realized that I would have the exact same response if someone told me I had to move my kids to a farm. And I understood how important it is for me to raise my kids in the city. Not just any city, but New York motherfucking City. Nowhere else has this remarkable diversity of ethnicity, language, religion, and culture.
Manohla Dargis' review for the NYT here: http://www.nytimes.com/2016/11/04/movies/loving-review-joel-edgerton-ruth-negga.html?referrer=google_kp&_r=0