REVIEW: My Josephine [2003]

Something that never touches the ground shouldn’t be dirty. It’s only fitting that Barry Jenkins‘ student film My Josephine would stand as a precursor for the unrequited love bubbling beneath the surface of unspoken hardship he’d later explore in Moonlight. Inspired by a laundromat he passed post-9/11 with a sign reading “American flags clean free” and two people folding clothes behind it, he chose to write the latter pair as subjects of a story hewing inward rather than out. Many would have seen that sign alongside workers of Arab descent…

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