A Raisin in the Sun (Columbia) is essentially a writhing, vital mess of tenement realism. Unfortunately, in this film translation of her 1959 Broadway hit. Scenarist Lorraine Hansberry apparently felt obliged to sprinkle the mess occasionally with Mammy's own brand of brown sugar, douse it frequently with the skim milk of human kindness that too often passes for social concern, and then serve it all up as a sort of pablum for progressives. Even so, the mixture makes pretty strong medicine for a society afflicted with what the author calls "acute ghettoitis."
The ghetto involved here is Chicago's black belt, where...
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