‘Get Out’ reveals a comic nightmare vision of modern-day race relations “Get Out” is a comic horror film about all the things that happen when a black man goes to his white girlfriend’s house for a weekend visit. On the surface, it’s simply an entertaining movie, a mix of humor and awfulness, but it’s also something rare — a movie-length vision of white America from a black perspective. Without doubt, this is a nightmare vision, one that’s both extremely paranoid and yet leavened by a certain awareness and amused distance from its own paranoia, and it’s very much a product of the times. All the recent currents of black-white relations are contained in the film — Black Lives Matter, the presidential campaign, Trayvon Martin and Ferguson — and yet not one of them is mentioned. A young African-American man is walking down the street in a residential neighborhood, when a car starts stalking him. What’s notable about the scene, and what is particularly skillful given that this is writer-director Jordan Peele’s first film, is the specificity of tone. There are moments that are scary and others that are funny-scary, some that are exciting and others that are so extreme that they veer into the ridiculous — but always intentionally. The mother (Catherine Keener), a psychiatrist, offers to hypnotize Chris; and a family friend, a golfer, goes out of his way to tell Chris that he’s a big fan of Tiger Woods. Perhaps these are people of a certain age who are merely self-conscious, who are bit too anxious to establish themselves as people of goodwill, particularly at this juncture of history when not everyone is of goodwill. Yet it may stand as a kind of pop culture document of this historical moment, a moment that’s not nearly as funny as this movie.