Eroticism and tension: Mea culpa debuted on Netflix, but it’s no one’s fault

In Netflix Films that combine eroticism and thrillers usually achieve good results (in number of clicks). My faultpremiering this Friday on the streaming platform, it joins that group where, always, always, two characters don’t feel attracted, until they do.

Or maybe the first time criminal defense attorney Mea Harper (Kelly Rowland) saw Zyair Malloy (Trevante Rhodes) Moonlight AND Birdhouse: blind) I heard something. The same goes for the painter, accused of killing the Mexican girlfriend he had been with for six months.

Zyair doesn’t know much (that’s not a euphemism) but he is a renowned visual artist. The paparazzi chase him after Hydie’s death. But they didn’t find the body, or so it seems.

The fact is that Mea, who according to the title is guilty, is the sister-in-law of the prosecutor involved in the case. The defendant wants you to defend him.

Mea’s relationship with her in-laws, except her sister-in-law, is terrible. She is doing couples therapy with her husband (she discovered that she had sex with another woman), but she covers for him and treats him since he was found drugged months ago while he was an anesthetist. In the blacksmith’s house…

Her brother-in-law, who wants to run for mayor of Chicago, sees the case as a stepping stone and doesn’t even treat Mea kindly.

The mother is worse off: since they say she has cancer, Kal fills her with objects, which the wife pays for, because she doesn’t have a quarter.

And eroticism?

Well, don’t despair, when Zyair tells Mea that he is going to dance, and she advises him not to do it, to look distressed, the boy takes her to a place where they have wild sex and Mea is also offered ecstasy.

There will be others, including paintings, but we have no intention of ruining with spoilers what for many will be the attraction of the film.

There are things that no matter how clever a twist there is in the last 20 minutes, they don’t close. They say there are fragments of the Mexican woman’s skull in a painting by Zyair in her home. Zyair is fed up, because Hydie sent a video from her cell phone to her sister (she didn’t even know her girlfriend had a sister) in which she says that if she looks dead, he did it.

The man has all it takes to earn a life sentence. He doesn’t seem sociable, but rather self-centered, and every time he opens his mouth to respond to Mea it’s not to give her a hint, but to tell her that she finds him attractive, and that seeing him makes him erotic. .

All the characters are African American, except Kal’s mother, who knows how he got that skin, if he is the son of the redhead Kerry O’Malley (the secretary of the The killer).

They don’t have to know, but Kelly Rowland is also a singer: she was part of the group Destiny’s Child with Beyoncé. But she doesn’t sing here.

“My fault”

Thriller. United States, 2024. 121′, SAM 16. From: Tyler Perry. With: Kelly Rowland, Trevante Rhodes, Kerry O’Malley, Sean Sagar, Shannon Thornton. Available in: Netflix.