Autumn arrives in America.
Green foliage bursts into an array of colors,
While Hollywood is immune to seasons.
Yes, Atop the walk of fame,
the more things change,
the more they stay the same.
October 4, 2013, the well anticipated film, Gravity was released, and weeks later, this negro right here, went to go see it. Why? Because I didn't feel like watching another depressing slave movie. I'd rather watch a White woman get hit upside the head by space debris. It starred academy award winner, Sandra Bullock. While a rich white woman got lost in space in a box office blockbuster, nameless Black faces picked even more cotton in another box office hit, 12 Years a Slave.
Both films are surrounded by whispers of Oscars. These soft murmurings come to no surprise to those like me who keep an eye on the bullshit routine of tinsel town.
In recent years, there has been an onslaught of films which depict depressed and oppressed Blacks. What is of more concern to me, is that all of these films were automatically deemed, "Oscar Worthy".
|12 Years a Slave....|
My people have been to Hell, But they are still on the rise as Maya Angelou suggests. The problem is not that Hollywood dares to tell realistic tragic stories in American history, but my eyebrow raises when it becomes painfully evident that we have to be niggers on film in order to dress up for the Oscars.
Precious, The Help, 12 Years a Slave, Django, The Butler and Lincoln, are all films released in the last few years which saw Oscar nods, and all of them feature battered Black people. Of course this has been a long tradition in Hollywood and even television, Enter Roots. In my opinion, it seems that films like 12 Years a Slave are the torture porn which accompany the racial bullet points needed to garner Oscar nods. What's more, is that Black directors like Lee Daniels (Precious) and Steve McQueen (12 Years a Slave) can only advance in Hollywood by oppressing Black people on screen. The state of the film industry is simple; White actors get Oscars for acting, Black actors get Oscars for subject matter. What is that subject matter? It's either:
A. Slavery/Oppression of Blacks
B. Gang violence
C. The White Savior of the helpless nigger
|Depressed Black Oppressed=OSCAR|
|White Victim + Scary Black Man=OSCAR|
Well who is heard from again? People like George Clooney and Sandra Bullock.
|THE WHITE SAVIOR. THE HELPLESS NEGRO=OSCAR|
Blacks never boycott because after all, they've long been brainwashed to worship a White Jesus. Hell, Tyler Perry keeps this Jesus in a six foot tall, gun-totting, big breasted grandmother named Madea. So Black people are simply too preoccupied to give a damn about how they are depicted.
|The Whites tried to save the cursing negro in "A Time to Kill"|
Black people are too busy waiting for Sandra Bullock and the other White people of the law to save a negro in A Time to Kill. While I love Sandra Bullock as an actresses and humanitarian, I can't help but be irritated at the number of White savior films she's been apart of. It seems that Miss Bullock was inspired by her golden statue, because not long after, she joined the bandwagon of White millionaire starlets who save African babies. Miss Bullock adopted her African baby in true Hollywood fashion. She not only plays the role, she lives the role. What would Africa do without Angelina Jolie, Madonna and Sandra? Quiet as it's kept, I was adopted at birth, but to Black parents. I fell in love with the film, Losing Isaiah at a young age, but come to think of it, that film implied that Black couples can't save Black babies.
Speaking of Halle Berry, do you remember who made her, "FEEL GOOD"???
I digress, well actually, I am right on topic.
|Successful Blacks with universal issues=Magic Theaters + No Oscar|
We all know that mainstream is code for, "WHITE"
|Successful Whites with Universal Issues=$327 Million worldwide|
Yes, Sandra Bullock falling in love on screen will always book more interviews on more major talk shows than Nia Long in a warm embrace with Eddie Cibrian, even if he's White.
Let's face it, Hollywood is segregated. If Black directors want to get "mainstream" recognition then they need to NIGGER IT UP. They need to bring on the stories of Black struggle where Whites or mixed people save the day. Enter Precious.
I am not that old, so it is a shame that I have witnessed so many slave ships get the green light and first class flights to Access Hollywood. I've seen a lot of wholesome films like Soul Food and Love Jones but I never got to see these actors on the talk shows I would watch. I never got to really know these stars, how they really were outside of films. Keep in mind, this was in the nineties, it was worse then, but now, it's not so much better. Anyone who matters in Black Hollywood is too afraid of Wendy Williams and Oprah threw in the towel. David Letterman doesn't know who Sanaa Lathan is and probably would assume she was an intern while groping her in the dressing room.
|"Love Jones" a Black Hollywood classic|
With so much diversity in the leaves this November, it's just an unfortunate shame that STILL we don't rise.
Still, White people get to fly in space while Black people continue to support the only formula that gets us noticed. Still we are unaware that we are separate but equal when it comes to casting.
The powerful inspirational image of Sanda Bullock falling from space, in a burning capsule and finally standing tall on a beach is something the Regina Halls of Hollywood will never reach. Their capsules would simply burn up in earth's atmosphere, no close up shots of their brown hands in the sand. Miss Bullock experienced cinematic triumph in a way no Black actor ever could to such a wide audience. It was a telling moment when that movie concluded with the crescendo of music blasting in my ear. In the next theater, slaves picked cotton and I was glad that Sandra's character didn't die, but I wondered why Black characters do nothing but cry. The Oscars lie.