False Advertising
posted in Cultural | | | View blog reactions | Print This PostBy: D. Yobachi Boswell
Last month Forest Whitaker became the second black man, after Denzel, to win the Oscar for best leading actor. He won for the role of Idi Amin in the movie The Last King of Scotland; a bio-pic about the ruthless Uganda leader that plunged his country into chaos in the 1970s, eeeerr – wait a minute.
Actually no, that’s not what this movie was. Though advertised as such a bio pic in its national commercials, always showing Amin in almost, if not every single clip; it turned out to be something much different.
I left the film a week and a half ago thinking, Why didn’t anyone tell me this film was all about a white boy? Yeah that’s right.
I got duped. They pulled an Amistad on a brotha.
The movie should have been called, My Summer in Africa: Getting Black Poo-tang in Uganda. The whole movie was from the perspective of some foreign white Scotsman; like I give a damn about this character. As far as I could tell this movie was about him getting black booty in Africa. Thanks for the soft porn too. – that’s not exactly what I go to the movies for. I could have stayed home and had gotten hardcore porn, full throttle for free; if I were so inclined to that sort of “entertainment”.
I don’t know how Forest Whitaker won the Oscar for this role; he was barely in the movie. I mean, he was very convincing as Idi Amin when he actually was on screen, but Amin’s character was secondary to this white dude. They didn’t show Amin coming into power, they didn’t show anything about how he developed into what he became; they didn’t really delve into the man at all.
The movie wasn’t about Idi Amin or Uganda, they were just back drops to the white dude’s story about how he got ass amongst the jungle monkeys. I mean, they looked into the Scotsman’s inner struggle but not Amin’s. This is just like the 1997 film Amistad starring Djimon Hounsou, Anthony Hopkins and Matthew McConaughey; where it was all about the great white hope lawyers fighting their contemporaries out of the goodness of their hearts to free the slaves, with little focus on the slave’s plight and struggle.
Uggghhh!
Why can’t white people ever make a movie regarding black struggle where it isn’t about how the “good white folk” swooped in and saved the day for the Negroes, or about what white people went through. I’m not going to see another Africa or slave movie unless it’s directed by Spike Lee or Robert Townsend.
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A Cautionary Tale
Critics of my critique would point out that the movie was based on the novel of the same name by Giles Foden; taken from the Scotsman’s story of his time as Amin’s physician and advisor. Granted, I did not know this before seeing the film; yet this aluminates an important point. As the old Public Enemy song goes, it shows that “You Can’t Trust It”. As in, don’t trust advertisers even in what they say their movie is about; especially when it is white persons controlling the story of black people.
I know, I should have known this already, especially after Amistad; but I was lulled to sleep by Hotel Rwanda being so good and pretty well focused. But now my senses are re-heightened and I shall not be hoodwinked again.
I know this is late in coming as this movie is fading out of theatres, but no one warned me, so I wanted to at least warn you. Don’t buy the DVD when it comes out. If you really feel like you just have to see it, at least rent it first before you make the mistake of seeing this Scottish story of an African ass-getting adventure.
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