Should we be excited that another black woman has joined the Academy? Should we be elated that Mo’Nique has made her way there via dynamic talent? Or, should we be concerned that another black person got the attention of the elite Oscar Selection Committee by way of a Training Day actor's (Denzel) depiction: a ruthless and demented black character?
Believe it or not some events do make me smile. I am serious! I am happy for Mo! With what makes me happy does bring ‘question’. Criticism. Just the way I am programmed. “Satisfaction breeds complacency.” –Martin L. King, Jr.
Consequently, I have serious troubles with movies that portray black people in such a negative light. When I make the decision to watch a film like Precious it is with significant trepidation. I am often prepared to cry – and think about the condition of so many black people around the world while understanding that the events in a movie like Precious crosses racial boundaries.
The 'weight' of movies like Precious typically haunts me psychological for months. What's Love Got to Do with It is an accurate mirror into the life of Tina Turner - but sitting through the early years biography was tough. Yes, based on a true story according to Tina…not Ike: "I never hit Tina." But, the images of the beatings and rape have never left my mind. Therefore, I have vowed to never watch it again.
The same reflective feelings are there for every single movie that sick-minded individual, Quentin Tarantino, makes. One viewing of Pulp Fiction was enough for me to band my soul from his mind creations.
Soul is where so many actors pull from to make their characters real. Many do such a magnificent job movie-goers have to literally separate character from person doing the acting. I am so glad I can do that with Tyler Perry's depiction of http://www.yorkblog.com/flipside/madea_gun2.jpeg. For years now despite my joy for his success, I have held such disdain for him playing a violently angry black woman.
I must admit it appeared Mo’Nique reached deep to attain her Oscar winning moment. Her in that jail house scarf was enough for me to reach for the DVD remote. I did not press stop, I sacrificially endured. I sacrificed my emotional healthiness. Unfortunately, the nightmares have begun. The same toss and turning script that played out as a result of watching Training Day (one of the only movies that I do not own with Denzel as the lead actor) are with me. The day time dreaming and visions are overwhelming too.
Dreams can be beneficial. They actually can restore faith and generate faith. According to dream interpretation experts, dreams are reflections of our subconscious. If that is the case my conscious is polluted. Full of garbage!
Faith is what I develop when I see movies like Invictus. Morgan Freedom did a superb job playing the character of one of the world's symbols of liberation, Mandela. He was not an evil parent or a dirty cop. His depiction was one I respect. One that awakes me at night with good thoughts.
I am still thinking:
Is Mo’Nique's most recent success worthy of Hattie McDaniel’s seal of approval?
Perhaps, I should stop making 'things' so RACE important. Perhaps, I should stop holding myself and others to the standard of “being a credit to my race”. Perhaps, I should ignore the conclusions one can formulate after considering the other two main characters in the movie Precious are light skin.
Why does the 'brute' of movies have to always be of darker skin tone? Why do the pathetic have to be of darker skin tone?
“Brian, you have trouble with these movies because you are combating a successful systematically institutionalized hatred. Hatred that plagues you on the daily. Black people cannot escape it.”
–One of Only a Few Friends I have Remaining
Brian E. Payne thinking too much. Not inspired by Chris Rock palming the behind of Gabourey Sidibe, http://necolebitchie.com/tag/chris-rock-gabby-sidibe. He would not have felt comfortable enough to do that to Sandra Bullock’s buttocks.