I have a problem with Black Panther
- Trope number one: African and African American estrangement
- Trope number two: African American pathology
- Trope number three: the White Savior
They paid $1.88 and used his photo on half a million items.
This fascist monster is the worst America has to offer. The very worst. The biggest liar. The most hate and racism packed into one blustering asshole.
When you talk with ignorant “Libertarians” who are in fact the recipients of the benefits of centuries of labor struggle–before they were even born–you see a mindless disconnect. They really don’t understand the topics they are so passionate about. Useful idiots of capitalist dogma.
You wouldn’t think I would have bothered with a show about making a “Bachelor” styled reality TV show. I would never watch such a thing in the real world. But UnReal is highly rated, and it’s done right. No holds barred, there are scummy characters running this circus. It reminded me of Californication.
I hesitated when I saw “Lifetime” channel logos. But they’ve changed. This could have been on Showtime or HBO.
Okay. The show is run by a carniverous psychopath who genuinely gets off on sadism. She pays cash bonuses. The corrupting effects of the job then filter down to the other producers and crew. Some may snap.
The prospective girls are paraded as in a Bangcock brothel and selected by the hunky British playboy. Their various personalities are exploited by the show’s handlers in unethical ways. The tension seems to ratchet tighter every episode.
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by Lawrence Ware
The most insightful scene about sports and race in an American film is found in something that’s not technically a sports movie.
Written and directed by Quentin Tarantino, Django Unchained is a film about slavery disguised as a spaghetti western. When we come across the scene in question, Django is a former slave in the Antebellum South looking for his wife. It’s a little over half way through the film. Jamie Foxx’s Django is playing the role of an expert in Mandingo fighting to gain the trust of the man who has his wife — Calvin Candy played by Leonardo DiCaprio. When we meet Candy, he is leisurely enjoying a fight while smoking a cigar. At the end of the fight, the loser is killed, and the winner is sent off with a beer in his hands. He shuffles away with a smile on his face because he pleased his master and has been, in his eyes, properly compensated for risking his life.
This is without question the most insightful scene in an American film about the role of black men in sports. Indeed exploitation is not exclusive to black athletes (white and brown athletes are often financially exploited — especially when coming from an impoverished background), butDjango Unchained brilliantly comments upon the marginalization black male athletes have suffered in America.
Still don’t see it? Let me break it down.