What an unexpected critique of cancel culture

I happened upon this movie by mistake. I can't even remember how I ended up on it, I just started reading reviews and the concept intrigued me.

Oh boy, what a film.

It's interesting because it's a bold enough movie to take aim at the effects and budding zeitgeist of cancel culture.

I know some people have criticized the film for siding with the Leftists, but it really doesn't. It doesn't really pick a side, it just shows us cause and effect; choice and consequence.

The main character is fairly unassuming but he's consistently called a "racist" throughout the film by... well, everybody. It's funny because the real microaggressions committed by a large part of Leftist society are against the straight white males who are constantly demonized as "racist" for every little thing they do.

At the same time, the film does indulge in the fact that the lurid nature of battle rap is appealing to a wide spectrum of people, and when a straight white male enters the scene what exactly is he expected to do? The film juggles the unnerving reality that tame, passe rhymes and digs don't work, and the crowd expects raunch, they expect the profane. When you give it to them? They cheer. Then you get CANCELLED!

I actually liked that this film ends a lot more realistically than the main character getting the girl, patching up his friendship, and winning some grand tournament. The audience basically left to choose for themselves what to think, and that's a far better outcome than any other scenario.

In the end, Adam just wanted to belong, but no one wanted him anywhere. So he simply had to choose for himself where best belonged... against all odds.