Archive for August, 2009


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If I made a list of the top 25 films about black sexuality (sarcasm), She’s Gotta Have It would be at or near the top.  The story, which today still feels a little ahead of its time, focuses on a young sister named Nola Darling who has three lovers: the pretty boy Greer Childs, the hip hop head Mars Blackmon, and the buppie Jamie Overstreet.  Spike Lee says he can’t even watch his debut feature film (more on that later), but it’s an important piece of black cinema for a variety of reasons.

On to the tale of the tape…

Relevance:  Regardless of whether or not the film itself is enduring, Spike set up his trademark from the first film: a story undeniably black as told by a black director (and as was often the case, involving New Yorkers).  It still stands out now because of its subject matter; it’s hard to describe now how borderline revolutionary it felt to the 80s/90s generation of black America to see themselves on film, in a story that played close to their real experiences.

Legacy:  Spike Lee’s first feature film.  Um, isn’t that enough?

Craft:  Shot for under $200,000, there was a lot of ‘one take’ scenes to make up this film.  Black and white is an interesting visual choice, but any filmmaker or cinematographer will tell you that it’s also much cheaper than color.  If the name Ernest Dickerson doesn’t mean anything to you, I would say use this film as a prime example of how much it helps to have a great cinematographer to tell your story.

Crossover:  The film?  It did okay I think.  The character Mars Blackmon?  Please baby please baby please baby please!  He hooked up with some NBA player who was looking to take his marketability to the next level.  Not sure how that turned out, I’ll have to get back to you…

Apollo:  The reason Spike says he has trouble watching this film is not because of his own acting, but because of the ‘rape’ scene near the end of the film.  That scene itself is hard to watch; not because it’s graphic in any way, but because it seems false to the character that does it, as does the resolution between Nola and this character.  When Spike would get criticized for having no ear for writing female characters, you could trace it ALL back to this scene.  It was an unfair criticism in my opinion (at least he was genuinely trying to portray black women), but it’s hard to argue against it.  I think most would agree he’s gotten better with this in time.

Next up on the countdown is a film that is an adaptation of another popular piece of black work.  The only hint I’ll give for now…

 

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Soul Train ran for over thirty years in syndication, and was the self-described ‘hippest trip in America.’  While Don Cornelius allegedly hates the comparison, it was easy to call Soul Train black culture’s answer to American Bandstand. 

Now on to the tale of the tape…

Relevance:  It’s hard to get more relevant than having a show that focused on R&B (and later) hip hop music.  It meant something to my generation, and by all accounts meant even more to the generation that preceded me to see their favorite artists lipsync perform their hit songs.

Legacy:  There’s the legacy of course as one of television’s longest running syndicated shows.  There’s the Soul Train Scramble Board, lest we forget the killer parody from the early years of In Living Color.  There’s the fairly recent addition of the Soul Train Music Awards, followed by the Soul Train Lady of Soul Awards.  Since this is my countdown, however, I prefer to think the greatest legacy belongs to the Soul Train Music Line.  The sillier the house party or the wedding reception gets, the more likely a Soul Train Music Line will break out.  This is Law.

Craft:  Hmm.  Definitely the category where this show loses a little luster.  It wasn’t really live television and the performances were only live on occassion.  However, if by craft, ‘dancing’ is meant, well that’s a different story altogether isn’t it?  The number of moves mimicked after being seen on Soul Train is absolutely infinite. 

Crossover:  The point of this show wasn’t to crossover, but it reached a point through longevity and the number of artists who appeared over the decades, that’s it’s hard to imagine people outside the target audience not even hearing about Soul Train.

Apollo:  Again, because it was live television there were not that many ‘Apollo’ moments on the show.  It was a fun ride while it lasted, rumors are that the show may be revived later this year or early next.  We’ll see…

Next up on the TV show countdown is another ‘controversial’ choice, but one I’m ready to defend.  Until then I wish you love, peace, and SOULLLLLLLLL!!!!!

Batman: Arkham Asylum

 

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I don’t have as much time for video games as I used to, but over the weekend I finished the story mode of one of the few must have games for me in years: Batman: Arkham Asylum.  For the uninitiated, Arkham Asylum is the ‘prison’ where the vast majority of Batman’s arch-enemies end up (since for the most part they’re all considered criminally insane).  The conceit of the game is the Joker ‘traps’ Batman on the island that is Arkham Asylum, leaving the Caped Crusader with no choice but to fight the numerous villains he’s put there over the years…all in one night.

Playing through the game, I have no problem saying (as a Batman fan) that it should take its place with Batman Begins, The Dark Knight, The Killing Joke, and The Long Halloween in terms of being a great adaptation of the character.  At different points of the game you need to take on different aspects of the character: ‘The World’s Greatest Detective’ to solve some of the clues and riddles planted into the story, ‘The Dark Knight’ when you’re locked in a room with 10 armed felons and can’t escape until you’ve beaten all ten, ‘The Caped Crusader’ when you have to make a choice between catching the criminal mastermind or saving the hostages. 

I’ve had discussions with friends about how the natural interactive nature of video games makes it a platform that’s perfectly suited for the next generation of (home) entertainment.  Games like Batman: Arkham Asylum are a perfect example of that.  Even if you only know the character and his Rogue’s Gallery in a casual way, there’s more than enough story and suspense here to make this game a worthwhile purchase.

My Brother in the News

 

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In my short term on this rock we all call home, I’ve managed to make many friends, a few of home I call my ‘brothers’.  One of those brothers is Air Force Staff Sgt. Quincy Garner, who had the honor of playing Taps at Fenway Park on Wednesday night, following the death of Senator Ted Kennedy.

If you come here regularly you know I almost never ‘out’ my friends or girls, but in this case I’m so proud of Quincy as a man and as my friend that I wanted all of you to know about it, regardless of whatever side of the political fence you lean on.

Keep doing your thing Q!

(Pictures courtesy of the Associated Press)

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The Movement

During one of my recent courtships, I was asked the ‘life’s ambition’ question.  While the answer hasn’t really changed much, the method has changed slightly, and at least publicly, I’ve never acknowledged how much my religious background plays into my ‘lot in life.’  Since many of my readers come from outside my religious background, I’ll re-print my answer here for your reading pleasure.  If I come off with a little more braggadocio than usual here, well friends, that’s the dating game.  Enjoy.

There are usually four names that come up when people start talking about the history of American Muslims:  Elijah Muhammad, Louis Farrakhan, Malcolm X, and Muhammad Ali.  Of course, there have been thousands more who have made their mark in ways that existed under the radar, and that continues to this day.  I mean no disrespect to the brothers and sisters who are out there doing their thing right now; we all have to make our mark in the best way we know how.  But in my mind the fact remains that there has been a void since Ali lost his voice, of that ‘American Muslim’ who through his or her talent and personality can stand center stage and show the world that we’re part of the solution and not the problem.  Now I’m not billing myself as the new Malcolm or the new Ali, there will never be another version of either of those brothers.  What I am saying is that I see myself as a ‘link in the chain’ that connects the past history of American Muslims to however we’re perceived in the future.

The link in the chain concept is something that all black people are familiar with, and most who know their history participate in it in one way or another.  It’s fairly self explanatory: my life (as a black person) has been made easier because of those who came before me, now I have to do my part so the guys and girls who come up after me won’t have to put up with the shyt I put up with.  Some links are bigger than others of course, but Dr. King didn’t do everything by himself, Rosa Parks didn’t do everything by herself, the Black Panthers didn’t do everything by themselves.  But they all did something that had an overall positive effect.  It seems to me most cultures do it; even professionally the concept is something that was stressed to me in grad school.  Tying it back into our people, I feel that we are in the most desperate need of having someone step up and make themselves a ‘bigger link’.  Our community’s natural tendency to keep to ourselves backfires on us a little I think; that’s not how America works.  Americans respect privacy to a point; but you also have to be at least somewhat accessible.  To completely keep to yourself here only makes people suspicious and makes people feel uncomfortable. 

I have no interest in becoming a preacher. (Americans don’t like to be told what to do anyway.)  I have friends who have dedicated themselves to theology; it’s a beautiful thing to be able to quote Scripture easily but it’s not my thing.  Rather, the talents, the career and the personality that I’ve been blessed with have set me up to follow in the path of the ‘symbols’.  Three of the artists I admired greatly when I was younger were Michael Jackson, Marlon Brando, and Paul Newman.  Each in their own way used their talents to garner fame or fortune, then in turn used whatever light was shining on them to bring attention to issues or people who might not otherwise ever get noticed.  When you start to bring any political element to it, you’re setting yourself up so that for every person who is glad to see someone make a stand, you have someone else waiting right there to tear them down.  The bigger you get, the more zeros you add to the number of people who love you and hate you.  But that’s part of the price that has to be paid.

During his inaugural address, the President made reference to looking for more of an open dialogue with our people.  Yes, he’s a politician first and foremost, but I also took that as a personal challenge.  There’s an old parable that I’m sure you’re familiar with, since Spike Lee used it in his film about Malcolm.  If you give people a dirty glass of water as their only option, then eventually they’ll drink from it when they get thirsty.  But if you show them your clean glass, you don’t have to tell them to take it.  They’ll recognize your glass is clean and want to drink from it. 

What I’ve tried to be in my personal relationships with non-Muslims is that ‘clean glass of water’ that contradicts a lot of the negative imagery associated with our people.    This is what I mean about not being a preacher.  There are those of course who have nothing but disdain and disrespect for us; I don’t worry about them and I don’t waste time trying to prove myself to someone who I know will not be won over.  But the vast majority of people (in my experience) will respect your right to do things your way if you extend them the same courtesy.  So to answer your question, a major part of my life’s ambition is to take what I feel do now, and extend my reach to show the world (especially Americans) that we are as diverse, as patriotic, as human as everyone else.  To paraphrase JFK, we all breathe the same air, we all want to provide a better tomorrow for our families and our children, and we are all mortal.

500 Days of Summer

 

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The best movie I think I’ve seen so far this year was The Hurt Locker.  The most entertaining movie I think I’ve seen was 500 Days of Summer.  As the poster, the trailer, and the prologue all indicate, this isn’t a typical romantic comedy.  ‘The Guy’ in this one (played by Joseph Gordon-Levitt) believes in true love and finding the One.  ‘The Girl’ (Summer, played by Zooey Deschanel) is much more free spirited, and not into the relationship game as much.  The guy is a little on the simp side for my tastes, but that’s the nature of the story that’s being told.  (Although I’ve already had a fun conversation with one of my buddies about how long you let your homie get strung along by some girl who’s not into him as much as he’s into her.  My answer: it’s a movie, you kind of roll with it.) 

The brilliance of this film to me is in the structure of how the story is told.  Mostly non-linear, there’s a series of devices used to keep the story popping.  One involves one of my top ten favorite songs ever (check out the trailer for a hint), there’s a sequence that plays to the film snob in me, split-screen is used really, really well in this movie.  Anyway, if you haven’t seen it, I highly suggest doing so. 

Oh, one last note.  My favorite cutie from Friday Night Lights, Minka Kelly is billed as a co-star in the film.  I won’t ruin her part for you, but I’ll say if that was a ‘co-starring’ role, I’m closer to getting my name on the marquee on a regular basis than I thought!

Ex One to the Next One

I find myself going through withdrawal.  There’s a physical aspect of course, getting ready for Ramadan and all.  I’ve already started dropping weight just by skipping snacks and scaling down on my lunches.  There’s also a withdrawal of a deeper level going on.  It’s a weird feeling when you don’t love something as passionately as you used to.  Why does it happen?  What changed?  Sometimes the decision is made ‘for you’, and you have to accept it and move on.  And you haven’t lived until you’ve played yourself trying to hold onto something that’s over.   Sometimes though, it does fall on you.  Is there really a good way to break up?  I’ve never been the type to have a problem riding solo; I don’t think I’ve ever been in an unhappy relationship long term.  I can’t see being trapped in an unhappy marriage for the same reason.  Life’s too short.

I drop all that verbal foreplay to say I’m coming to an end of a long standing relationship in my life.  I still have love for her, but I’m no longer in love with her.  The two things aren’t remotely the same; don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.  The hardest part of ending any relationship really is the Balancing Act.  The Balancing Act of acknowledging I have failed in some way as a man, while at the same time recognizing God has a Plan, and accepting that what’s really meant for me is still to come.  In spite of my racial and religious background, I’ve never been one to have a ‘victim’ mentality.  I’m very much Sam ‘Ace’ Rothstein from Casino.  (And Lord knows I keep running into Gingers, women who I’m convinced I can get to see things my way.  That’s another blog altogether.)  Pride is my deadly Sin; to this point I’ve been able to plot, work, or luck my way out of every major obstacle life has presented me.

Earlier today, I was treated to a Hall of Fame rant from one of my friends.  Someone from his past was trying to make a cameo appearance; I’ve been there.  His rant was so good, I got pissed off at the girl who did me dirty!  I heard this in film school but it completely applies to real life: people are pretty good about remembering who did right by them, 50/50 if you crossed paths but had no effect; and NEVER forget if you did them dirty.  I’ve had a few friends who got engaged a few months after dating their future spouses.  There was a woman in my life who had that effect.  I heard my karma say, “This is it!”  But BOY WAS I WRONG!!!!  So I’ve always understood ‘the spark’ (which is very important), but I also know when the honeymoon is ends, sometimes it really ends.

So it’s been funny to recently get re-introduced to that ‘Hey Now!’ feeling.  That’s not to say I’m on the verge of engagement, that’s not to say I’m not on the verge.  Life is just…exciting.  And interesting.  And I look forward to what tomorrow brings. 

That’s, that’s all for now.

I got a phone call yesterday inviting me to show the film at one of the up and coming Black film festivals on the East Coast.  More to follow…

 

Clarity

It is a fundamental aspect of my life philosophy that we are all in the place we are meant to be in; the problems we encounter are put in our way so that we can make the decisions that shape our lives.  I’ve lived quite a charmed life: I have good relationships with both of my parents, I have all the education I will ever need, 99 times out of 100 the friendships I’ve decided to maintain have been the right friendships.  But (like most people I would imagine), there are other things that I thought I would have had at this point of my life that I don’t have yet.  So using the basic definition of the word, I have ‘problems’.

The hardest thing to do sometimes is to break routine.  From the beginning all the way up to the project we did earlier this year, I’ve always been a ‘Swiss Army knife’.  In the beginning, it was completely out of necessity, now I’ve gotten to a point where I don’t need to wear every hat to get my projects moving, but it’s what I’m used to doing.  It’s a tribute to my natural hard-headedness, but many of my friends have advised me for years to pick one role and ride it out.  Many of them, in this industry and others, have reached a level I haven’t yet because they’ve focused on making themselves one thing and stuck with it.  Writer.  Director. Architect.  Engineer.   And so forth.  Age (and what I talk about in the next paragraph) is starting to catch up to me slowly.  I haven’t lost faith in my ability to do all the various skills I’ve acquired over the years.  If anything, I’d say I’m more confident that I can multi-task.  But that said, one of my biggest self-criticisms from the last project is that it would have been even better if I swung my full attention toward being either an actor or a director, and not both simultaneously.

The other place I’m clearing out the clutter is in my personal affairs.   I’m content for the time being with my emotional maturity, but there are a lot of things I still need to do in order to provide for the family I’m working towards.  There’s the financial aspect of it, but everybody I know, whether they’re single, divorced or married for 10 years, seems to have money problems of one type or another.  I’m speaking more about ‘creating a nest’ for lack of a better term.  A friend recently called me ‘the reluctant patriarch’; I damn near had to copyright as soon as I heard it.  I’ve made no attempt to hide the fact that I have enjoyed my bachelorhood, I’ve somewhat enjoyed living the life of the ‘struggling artist’.  Now my parents are getting older, I’m reconnecting with my blood relatives all over the country (score one for the Internet), and in a practical sense, I’m thinking of where I want my life to be in 5 years, 10 years (if I have that much time left).  Making the transition from Bruce Wayne to young Vito Corleone is not an on/off switch, I assure you.  Life, I’ve come to realize, is a never-ending process. 

In the next few weeks, I hope to have a more clear picture of where this is going.  Stay tuned.

The Hurt Locker

 

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The Hurt Locker is probably the best film I’ve seen so far this year.  The story revolves around the three young men who make up Bravo Company, played by Anthony Mackie, Brian Geraghty, and Jeremy Renner.  The best film I’ve seen so far set in the Iraq War, Bravo Company has one primary job: to diffuse bombs.  With that relatively simple premise, Katheryn Bigelow makes a movie filled with suspense, action, and just the right amount of humor.

There’s a pair of well placed cameos that I won’t ruin if you haven’t seen the film, but the star of The Hurt Locker in every sense of the word is Jeremy Renner.  He’s been around for awhile, starring in some good indie films, and popping up once in a while in a ‘Hollywood blockbuster.’  Every time I see him act I think, “OK, this is the film that puts him on the full scale Hollywood radar.”  Maybe this film will do it, maybe it won’t.  But his portrayal of James, the primary defuser for Bravo Company was (another) starmaking performance.  What makes a man crazy enough to even want this job?  What is his life like back in the U.S.?  Can he live a regular life when his rotation is done, or is diffusing bombs ‘the one thing he loves’ and the thing he will always be driven to do?  All questions the movie and the actor attempt to answer, and all answered in my opinion in a satisfying way.

If you’re looking for a political statement about the war, or an ‘us vs. them’ movie, this probably isn’t the movie for you.  If you want to see a film that will keep you engaged for a little more than two hours, I highly recommend checking this out.

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