
2024 · RaMell Ross
The director in the conversation
Nickel Boys' first-person camera made "can you adapt trauma through POV" the formalist debate of its season; celebrated as proof that radical form can reach the Best Picture lineup.
For when you want to be genuinely challenged and moved — a film to sit with in silence afterward and chew on for days. Not a casual background watch; save it for a night you can give it everything.
Two Black teenagers form a deep friendship inside a brutal Florida reform school in the Jim Crow South — an institution modeled on the real Dozier School for Boys, whose unmarked graves were exhumed decades after it closed. Adapted from Colson Whitehead's Pulitzer-winning novel, it follows idealistic Elwood and wary Turner as they try to survive a place designed to break them.
Unlike anything else in recent American film — you see almost everything through the boys' own eyes, so a grandmother's embrace or sunlight through Spanish moss lands with startling intimacy. It's tender and devastating at once, and it asks for your full attention, then repays it.
Aunjanue Ellis-Taylor brings enormous warmth and gravity to the grandmother whose love anchors the film.
Director RaMell Ross, who came from photography and documentary, shoots nearly the entire film in first-person point of view with cinematographer Jomo Fray — the frame holds only what Elwood or Turner sees. What could have been a stunt becomes an ethic: a history of racial terror registered through attention and tenderness rather than spectacle. It rewards a big screen and total quiet.
One of the most formally daring American films to reach the awards conversation in years, it pushed the boundaries of how a studio-adjacent drama can tell a story of historical atrocity.
Reception & legacy: how Nickel Boys was received, argued over, and remembered →
RaMell Ross came to fiction from photography and the Oscar-nominated documentary Hale County This Morning, This Evening, and he adapted Colson Whitehead's Pulitzer-winning novel about a Florida reform school — modeled on the real Dozier School for Boys, whose unmarked graves were exhumed decades after it closed — with an audacity almost no American studio-adjacent film attempts. With cinematographer Jomo Fray, Ross shoots nearly everything through the eyes of his two young protagonists: the frame holds only what Elwood or Turner sees — a grandmother's embrace, an orange rolling across a table, sunlight through Spanish moss. What might have been a stunt becomes an ethic, insisting that a history of racial terror be registered through attention and tenderness rather than spectacle, the texture of Black life in the Jim Crow South accruing shot by shot. Archival fragments — rocket launches, newsreels, photographs — drift in like involuntary memory. A Best Picture nominee, it stands as one of the decade's genuine formal reinventions of the prestige drama, and the rare literary adaptation that answers a great novel with an equally radical grammar of its own.
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