Black Panther

The small perks of working in the film industry are sometimes I get to attend movie premieres. And since this particular film was shot on the lot that I work at this was no exception. About a week ago my husband and I took our children to the Fox Theater in Atlanta where we witnessed “Marvel’s Black Panther”. What an experience it was the boys took their first Uber to the venue and they were dressed to the nines in a suit jacket, tie, vest and bow ties to boot. They almost walked the Red carpet but their father foiled my plans:). In any case, we waited in the long lines to get our complimentary popcorns and coke products and found seats in the balcony area.

We were debriefed by a congressman, disney executives and Samuel L. Jackson. Then we received a video message from the Director Ryan Coogler and closed by Congressman John Lewis (I felt proud that my children were witnessing this- even though they had no idea who he was). I want to walk a line to explain how I feel about this movie without spoiling anything for those who have yet to see it… While you will be blown away by the imagery, colors and futurism of the film. The underlying dialogue of this piece was beautifully mapped and is very much a private conversation exploring the double consciousness without regard for audience members not of color. While some might find it somewhat appalling and with no regard, I believe it was done so elegantly and in these times it is awesome to pull back the veil for these two hours and fifteen minutes.

My sons were so drawn in and excited to see all the brown faces and people that look like them on screen. They barely spoke during the movie but did have multiple bathroom breaks which their dad obliged because I never take them when we watch a Marvel movie (it is an unwritten rule in my household as I am a proud comic nerd). The boys were so excited after the movie and the embers of euphoria continue to light the way to questions of colors, majesty and  further discussion on favorite parts of the movie. Now the only thing I will say against it is I wished they further explored T’Challa’s genius in physics and technology. I think he was overshadowed a bit by the females in the movie (which is awesome). Nevertheless, I cannot wait to see further development of his character and hope that Disney and Marvel continue to seek the input of brown executes, directors and actors and stay true to the essence of the characters.

Overall, this was a much needed offering of art and I am grateful to have experienced with my family. Hope you all enjoy!

The beautiful Marija Abney  one of the Dora Milaje saw them in their mask and had to take pictures with them. It was so sweet and special, thank you again!

 

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LET AMERICA BE AMERICA AGAIN

by Langston Hughes (1938)

Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed —  Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)

O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There’s never been equality for me, Nor freedom in this “homeland of the free.”)

Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart, I am the Negro bearing slavery’s scars. I am the red man driven from the land, I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek —  And finding only the same old stupid plan Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.

I am the young man, full of strength and hope, Tangled in that ancient endless chain Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land! Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need! Of work the men! Of take the pay! Of owning everything for one’s own greed!

I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil. I am the worker sold to the machine. I am the Negro, servant to you all. I am the people, humble, hungry, mean —  Hungry yet today despite the dream. Beaten yet today–O, Pioneers! I am the man who never got ahead, The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream In the Old World while still a serf of kings, Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true, That even yet its mighty daring sings

In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned That’s made America the land it has become. O, I’m the man who sailed those early seas In search of what I meant to be my home —  For I’m the one who left dark Ireland’s shore, And Poland’s plain, and England’s grassy lea, And torn from Black Africa’s strand I came To build a “homeland of the free.”
The free?

Who said the free? Not me? Surely not me? The millions on relief today? The millions shot down when we strike? The millions who have nothing for our pay? For all the dreams we’ve dreamed And all the songs we’ve sung And all the hopes we’ve held And all the flags we’ve hung, The millions who have nothing for our pay —  Except the dream that’s almost dead today.

O, let America be America again —  The land that never has been yet —  And yet must be–the land where every man is free. The land that’s mine — the poor man’s, Indian’s, Negro’s, ME —  Who made America, Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain, Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain, Must bring back our mighty dream again.

Sure, call me any ugly name you choose —  The steel of freedom does not stain. From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives, We must take back our land again, America!

O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath —  America will be!

Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain —  All, all the stretch of these great green states —  And make America again!

Will Smith the King of IG

I saw this last night and died! Because this is possibly one of the most amazing things ever done🤴🏾

The comments message shared between Will and Jaden made me so happy!

 

Original video here:

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