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I could relate to “Hep B” only because I come across a slew of nut jobs
in my daily life living in the Bronx since I’m well known in my
neighborhood and I travel through public transportation. There are times
where people will come up to me and explain their life story only
because there’s someone there, and sometimes I’m inclined to listen
because, there’s nothing else to do. Sometimes their stories are weird,
and sometimes honest, and the person here sitting at a bus stop comes
across a truly nutty woman. The relationship between the two though is
played with more dichotomy as an irony of a high class woman and a weird
lower class hood who find they’re drawn to each other because they have
nothing to say. One girl sits next to another waiting for a bus and
begins spilling her problems out at her, and quite the problems they
are. But the dialogue and situations ring true, especially to those who
live in the inner city, and I found it to be an entertaining bit of
observational comedy.
I only wish it
made actual sense. While the metaphor, and dialogue is well enough I
never understood what, if anything, this was supposed to mean. It was
too arbitrary to a simple sitcom, and the obvious plot hints were there,
just most of it never came off, and I found it hard to believe a lawyer
in fancy clothing would be waiting for a bus. The acting is well enough,
but the plot just doesn’t make too much sense, especially the ending
which found me scratching my head wondering what in the name of god just
happened and why the sudden change in heart occurred here.
Granted not much of it makes a lot of sense, but it touches upon true
life scenarios, possibly one of the worst, and "Hep B" is a pretty funny
focus of a woman who finds she's sat next to a pure nutcase who seems
content in her skin.
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