If, like myself, you never saw, or (more likely) heard, of “State Property,” Dash is kind enough to give a quick recap of the first film during the opening credits… not that the summary makes much sense, fighting for attention with the bombastic soundtrack and the busy, 1980’s-era “Yo! MTV Raps” title sequence. I think it might have had something to do with a guy who calls himself Beans (Beanie Sigel) who tries to make himself the big man in Philly’s drug scene but fall short of toppling the main crew in town. Regardless, Beans is now doing time in the pokey, and helpless to act as he watches his once-mighty empire fall to pieces as his inept lieutenants screw up deal after deal. Looking for a way to get back into the game, Beans hooks up with a fellow inmate, Pollo Loco (Victor ‘N.O.R.E.’ Santeago), to get out of prison and take over the Philly drug scene once and for all from Dame (Dash).
Or at least that’s the excuse of a story. Most of all, this is a home movie shot on digital video, with a bunch of friends and acquaintances doing the modern urban version of that old Mickey Rooney “Come on, let’s put on a show” zeal. You know you’re in trouble when there is a reliance on narration to move the story forward. But unlike “Sin City,” there is nothing of interest here to keep viewers motivated. Music fans will no doubt be playing Magic Mirror for most of the film (“I see Mariah Carey and Ol’ Dirty Bastard… oh, there’s Cam’ron and Kayne West”), but that’s not enough to sustain an entire film.
If Mr. Dash is serious about being a filmmaker, by all means, I hope he does the right thing in the future and spends the time to learn how to tell a real story, because product placement, pretty women, fly rides and lots of guns going off can only take a movie so far. But then, I suspect this film wasn’t really made for a thirtysomething white guy who drink tequila and enjoy Fellini movies.Rating: D