Showing posts with label you can't do that on television. Show all posts
Showing posts with label you can't do that on television. Show all posts

Hello, friends. It's been a very long time.

Earlier this afternoon, my good friend Darrell forwarded me an article on the hip-hop blog allhiphop.com in which veteran filmmaker Spike Lee brings out the battleaxe against rising star Tyler "Diary of a Mad Black Woman" Perry. The post cites an interview conducted by the Black Enterprises feature "Our World," where Lee admits to journalist Ed Gordon that he finds much of Perry's imagery too close to minstrel show acts like Amos n' Andy. 

Its always odd for me to read Spike Lee talk about filmmakers work. It seems like everytime another filmmaker comes up (like his clash with Clint Eastwood), Lee has little positive to say about them. While I'm no fan of Tyler Perry (at least in his own material, he was pretty dope in "Star Trek"), and often find his work reductive, you have to acknowledge the genius in that. He built an empire off of taking base archetypes black audiences respond to and identify with and incorporating them into increasingly popular plays/movies which major (read: white) networks would then interpret as bankable material, allowing him to further disseminate said shows/plays/movies. 

Now I have no idea whether Perry creates these characters intentionally to fall into rather base behavioral patterns, or if that's just the way he writes, but we should stop to point out that Spike Lee's films aren't always immune from making these same character decisions. If anything, Spike Lee created his media machine off of a ideological stance similarly a product of negatively viewed black media imagery: I cannot remember a single "Spike Lee joint" which didn't feature a cast of pretentious, angry, hoodrat-screwing, druggie "niggas" who weren't fully aware of their inevitable fate to behave as they do because of white people. Most recently, we find a scene in "Miracle at St. Anna" where the Buffalo Soldiers reflect on a time when Nazi POWs were allowed a seat at an American ice cream parlor though they were refused. At the flashback's conclusion, the scene crossfades into a long shot of the same soldiers looking directly at the camera (present day, WW2), before cutting to a montage of the racist imagery deployed by the Nazis against black soldiers (doused in shades of the montage at the end of "Bamboozled"). Lee's message was clear. Both Perry and Lee use the same primary source to their advantage, albeit through different means to their respective ends. 

While I fully understand Spike Lee's frustration, I think a better place to start constructively reaching out to black filmmakers would be through his cousin, Malcolm Lee (whom Spike name-checks in the Allhiphop article). The same Malcolm Lee, who, frankly, makes truly shitty movies featuring lazily-drawn black characters. "Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins," I'm talking about you.

brendan benson (bb) is a little rough around the edges. not necessarily in his singing style or his playing ability (both of which are stellar) but his commitment issues. ladies don't freak out, i'm sure he loves to settle down with the double x chromosomes but he's got issues settling down with bands.

as a member of the raconteurs (it's a sweet site check it) he rocked out with the likes of jack lawrence, patrick keeler, and the infamous jack white (who also has some band commitment hang ups). bb continues to seek a side career as a solo artist while he helps out with up and coming bands like the greenhornes, the whirlwind heat, the waxwings, the muldoons, and most recently, the stooges song "free and freaky."

get slimed with bb's jam and if that nasty gak get's in your mouth, just spit it out.

 

Brendan Benson


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