By now, everyone should be familiar with the name R. Kelly, especially in 2005, even your grandparents should be familiar with the name by now, which is kind of a shocker, truthfully. If R. Kelly had to get recognized, it's either the scandal he got caught in, or the Musical he's notoriously recognized for, Trapped in the Closet, A 12 part musical, that is, to say the least, actually pretty good. Rap is okay to listen to, but I'm not absorbed in it. This is about as far away from rap as you can get. You don't hear anything about Urban Culture, instead, you get an incredible story, which at times, is hideously outlandish, but, at the same time, is not to be taken too seriously.
The story follows Sylvester (R. Kelly) who awakens in a bed that's not his own. A woman approaches him that's not his love either. He cannot explain what is happening, but is told almost moments after he has woken up to hide, because her husband is approaching the room they are in. The best place to hide is the closet. Sylvester is now taking up hiding, but is soon discovered. The only thing he can do now, is try to get out of a confrontation he never tried to be in the first place.
This short, but very exhilarating piece of work is but one chapter of 11 chapters in The Trapped in the Closet musical. The rest follow with enough twists and turns to astonish even the most well distinguished movie-goer (Such as myself) into unbelievable moments that no one could possibly figure out.
Yes, it's all entirely ridiculous to believe or follow, but this short film/musical isn't meant to be realistic in any way. If you think of yourself as a person who sticks close to a movie's plot, and wish for the program to end how it should, you'll be severely disappointed.
Think of this movie as a post-modern Rocky Horror, with Rap overtones, Shakespearean dialog that's been chopped up and translated for the present time viewer/listener, All with R. Kelly narrating.
