AM I RACIST?

Here's the decision. Daily Wire host Matt Walsh has made a mockumentary that is often funny, sometimes hilarious, and — this is the surprise — extremely insightful. Wearing a disguise, he goes undercover among the self-appointed diversity experts and Marxist "race hustlers," plays along with them, and lets their own words do the damage. As satire exposing "antiracist" ideology and identity politics as fraud, it works. That's why it earns four stars from us.

It also earns its PG-13. Real people utter roughly a dozen obscenities; the "f" words are only bleeped to keep the rating. The ideas on display are ugly by design — including a woman who says America should be burned to the ground. And Walsh's whole method is deception, punking his subjects to reveal what they believe.

So: if you're an adult or a discerning teen who can weather the language and wants a clever, morally grounded skewering of a real cultural fraud, go. If bleeped profanity and heavy political satire aren't for you, this one isn't either.

Matt Walsh — columnist, radio host, and Christian conservative — gets himself certified as a Diversity, Equity and Inclusion consultant. Then, in a tweed jacket and a man-bun wig, he goes undercover.

His plan: ask the top self-appointed DEI experts and Marxist race hustlers to teach him, a white man, how to stop being racist. He buys the books, Post-Its and all. He sits in the pricey therapy circles. He infiltrates the fancy workshops. And along the way he takes his newfound "training" out to real people on the street — with results nobody sees coming.

Four stars, and here's what they mean: this is satire that actually knows what it's doing. Walsh plays the earnest DEI convert straight-faced, praising the experts' most outrageous lines and even dropping dishes when he hears something startling — and the comedy grows out of letting these ideas speak for themselves. Some of the race hustlers' comments are unintentionally hilarious and genuinely outrageous at the same time.

The film builds cleverly, from a $30,000 group therapy session to a $5,000 dinner workshop to a semi-serious sit-down with WHITE FRAGILITY author Robin DiAngelo, and finally to Walsh running his own "anti-racist" seminar. The transitions land — the jump to a biker bar is a highlight — and the whole thing is held together by a real argument, not just gags. It's funny, it's insightful, and it earns its top mark.

This is a film with a very strong moral, anti-communist spine. Its whole purpose is to expose radical Marxist race hustlers who spread lies and hate — against white people, and against anyone, including non-white conservatives, who disagrees with them. Walsh does it by satire, letting his subjects hang themselves with their own words, and by the end he asks the DEI consultants a pointed question: "Am I really making people better or am I just profiting off their guilt?"

The movie's clearest moment of grace comes not from a pundit but from an ordinary man on the street. Asked about racism, this older gentleman — who seems to be a Christian — doesn't want to play the game. We all bleed the same color, he tells Matt. People should just love one another. The film knows this is the best perspective in it, and it lets that word stand as the movie's true center.

Walsh's method is deception — he punks and cajoles his subjects, and at one point mildly shames a Neo-Marxist author into giving "reparations" to his black co-producer. Weigh that as you will; the film uses it satirically, to reveal what people actually believe.

The man on the street is right, and Scripture says it first. Against every ideology that sorts people into oppressor and oppressed, the gospel insists we are one blood and owe one another one debt: "Owe no one anything, except to love each other, for the one who loves another has fulfilled the law" (Romans 13:8).

Matt Walsh has made something rare: a comedy with a real argument, funny enough to enjoy and sharp enough to remember, anchored by one ordinary man's plea to just love one another. It also earns its PG-13 with a dozen obscenities and ideas ugly by design. So here's our answer, the same one we opened with: worth the trip — adults only. Looking for something for the whole family instead? Try our latest family-friendly picks.