Black Film Now
Why publish a black-film issue now? Because a movie directed by a black man, Keenen Ivory Wayans Scary Movie, is not only one of the highest-grossing films of the year, it is, more important, one of the most profitable. Because several months ago, a white journalist wrote in the Los Angeles Times Magazine that the black renaissance in Hollywood was over; two months later, writing in The New York Times, a black critic argued that the recent spate of black films, comedies in particular, was a sign of a new era. Because every time a slick magazine publishes a Hollywood issue, were greeted with a roster of the would-be celebrities currently being hustled by agents, managers and publicists as the next big thing, and the vast majority of these celebrity hopefuls, like the journalists who join in the hustle and the entertainment machinery that they all serve, are white. Because, bottom line, its time.
Eleven years ago, in the now-defunct Black Film Review, Tufts University professor Clyde Taylor wrote of the new black independent cinema: I am heartened by the sense of community and fidelity to a sense of African-American destiny including development, independence of mind and spirit, and the imperishable demand for justice that I find in these films over all others produced in this country. Taylor was engaged in an ongoing discussion about the direction and cohesiveness of contemporary black film, a discussion that embraced questions of ideology and art, identity politics and radical aesthetics. During the early 1990s, the explosion in black film would provide fertile ground for that continuing discussion. Films such as Charles Burnetts To Sleep With Anger, Julie Dashs Daughters of the Dust, Wendell B. Harris Chameleon Street, Carl Franklins One False Move and Allen and Albert Hughes Menace II Society erupted onto the scene, dazzling and sometimes infuriating critics and audiences with content as original as their form.
What happened next was confounding or not, depending on your vantage. While Dash has yet to direct another feature, Burnett has shot two features, including the Miramax-botched policier The Glass Shield. Harris disappeared, only to re-emerge albeit as a supporting actor in Steven Soderberghs Out of Sight. The Hughes brothers made the critically drubbed Dead Presidents. Franklins last feature was One True Thing, about a white family. Meanwhile, Spike Lee kept on going with soulful flops like Crooklyn, and commercial-minded misfires like Summer of Sam. F. Gary Gray lit up the screen in 1995 with a homespun comedy called Friday, launching Chris Tucker, the industrys newest 20 Million Dollar Man. Two years later, Kasi Lemmons, whod played Jodie Fosters roommate in The Silence of the Lambs, wrote and directed the art-house sleeper Eves Bayou. The late 90s also brought Theodore Witchers love jones, Chris Cherots Hav Plenty and Gina Prince-Bythewoods Love & Basketball.
This was the good news.
The bad news was Woo. And Booty Call, and Trippin, and Turn It Up, films with black casts that were sold to black audiences but raised the question Whats black got to do with it? Although the last decade has seen an outpouring of films about black life in America and more black-oriented films produced at studios than at any other time in history, and while that counts as progress, the fact remains that most black-targeted films will be seen, almost exclusively, by black audiences. Whites listen to hip-hop, but they still dont groove to images of black life, unless those images come with a laugh track. Its hard, therefore, not to think of these films as part of the new cultural separatism, in which white people adapt the signifiers of blackness while staying away from its depths, even as entire industries provide black consumers with content from television programs to romance books specifically targeted at them. While this may not matter much when it comes to Booty Call, it makes a world of difference when it comes to Love & Basketball, a movie that deserved as wide and as white an audience as it could get.
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