I
Am Not Your Negro
Directed
by: Raoul
Peck.
Written
by: James
Baldwin.
Featuring:
Samuel
L. Jackson.
Had he wanted to, director Raoul
Peck could have easily made a wonderfully entertaining, more traditional
documentary about the life of author James Baldwin. As glimpsed in I Am Not Your
Negro, there is wonderful footage of Baldwin giving speeches, on various TV
talk shows, etc. – in which Baldwin is always the smartest guy in the room, the
most eloquent, the best speaker and the most persuasive. That documentary may
well be very good – and hell, if someone makes it one day, I’ll gladly watch
it. But that isn’t really what Peck is doing in I Am Not Your Negro – his
brilliant documentary. Yes, he does use some of that more traditional footage
(and whenever Baldwin speaks on screen, it is mesmerizing) – but we really do
not get any biographical information on Baldwin at all. Instead, it takes his
last, unfinished novel as its focus – a novel that was supposed to hinge on the
murders of Medgar Evers, Malcolm X and Martin Luther King – three men Baldwin
knew personally. In focusing on that novel, what I Am Not Your Negro really
focuses on is Baldwin’s work – and how it relates to America, very specifically
in Baldwin’s time – and by extension, today. That’s a tougher trick – and it’s
what makes I Am Not Your Negro something special.
The film doesn’t limit itself to
that one novel by Baldwin though – and that’s also smart. The narration is by
Samuel L. Jackson – arguably giving his best, or at least, his least bombastic,
performance in years reading lots of what Baldwin wrote. Baldwin’s observation
on film are particularly nuanced and brilliant – giving us a different view of
the legacies of John Wayne, Gary Cooper, Doris Day and Sidney Poitier than we
usually get – and digging up some of the shameful, racist caricatures of the
earliest black performers had to perform – and how all of that shapes a young,
black child like Baldwin. How does he see his country – when he realizes how
his country sees him? When he realizes that he isn’t John Wayne or Gary Cooper
– he’s the Native Americans they slaughter? Why are men like Sidney Poitier and
Harry Belafonte – obvious sex symbols, treated as asexual on screen – and why
does Poitier always seem like he has to sacrifice himself for some white
people?
The title of the movie really
could be said to be the thesis of the film. Baldwin, believes that America will
never truly move forward in terms of race relations until they deal with their
past. As he says in the film – he is not a “nigger” and if white people made
him one, they need to ask themselves why they did so – and if they don’t,
America will never move forward. That was true when Baldwin said it – and it’s
true all these years later as well. America doesn’t like to deal with their
past – they don’t like to deal with their history with the Native Americans,
they don’t like to deal with the legacy of slavery or Jim Crow.
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