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Precious in the Age of Obama

PreciousPosterI have not stopped thinking about Precious since I saw it almost a week ago.  This is a movie that unleashed many emotions many that have been hard to articulate properly.  Here are some of the things I’ve been pondering (more on the film’s content to come tomorrow.)

Could this film win the Best Picture Oscar?  Now, I’m no Oscar expert but this film has basically won every award at the film festivals it has been a part of since the premiere at Sundance last January.  It wins audience and critics awards.  It gets standing ovations.  (It was however shut out of the Gotham nominations)  It seems that lots of folks (at least those who go to film festivals) love the film. The film rolls out this weekend in Atlanta, Chicago, NY and LA and will then expand in the coming weeks.

The question is, can Precious become this year’s Slumdog Millionaire?  It’s the same type of hopeful movie that can make people feel good about themselves when things around them are still pretty shitty.  But keep in mind Slumdog was about kids from another country.  What they went through is something we can’t, and don’t imagine happening here.

But Precious is about US.  It is about this country.  It is about people here left behind.  Even though it is based on the novel by Sapphire and set in 1987 NYC, it still feels real and present.  That’s why it is breaking hearts everywhere.  You look at Precious and see Hurricane Katrina all over again.  You look at Precious and you see things you don’t necessarily want to see but need to see.

We might be a year into this Obama experiment but the reality of women’s lives – of women who could be like Precious have not changed.

This is not an easy movie to watch.  And that’s one of my big concerns.  It hammers at you and then it hammers again.  It may end hopeful, but it is a tough and brutal slog.  You need to come in with the right mind set and I am just wondering if the Oprah watching minions are going to take the leap to see this film.  Are they (we) ready to confront the racism and classism and abuse that happens here every day? I just don’t know.

This film needs women to see it to be successful.  I think it will even harder to get men in the door because of the Oprah endorsement.  Oprah = women.  This is not a slam dunk by any means.

Let’s also remember that the writer (Geoffrey Fletcher) and director (Lee Daniels) of this film are men.  That still so bothers me.  It wouldn’t bother me as much if the film’s roll out had not become the Lee Daniels show.  So much of the press has been about him (especially the NY Times Magazine piece called the Audacity of Precious which should have been called the “Audacity of Lee Daniels.”)  Granted, the film would not have gotten made without his vision and fortitude, so congrats to him.  But in lots of the press he comes of as this Svengali-like character who orchestrated these women into his perfect picture.  It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.  I wonder what the whole roll out would be like with a female director.  He got the chance to direct because he secured the financing and got Sapphire to trust him.  That’s a big deal, especially for someone with only one awful film Shadowboxer under his belt.  The good news is that the press folks have realized that Gabourey Sidibe is a secret weapon for them and now she is doing some great press.

The thing about Precious that is important to note is the conversation that it has created and will hopefully create in all over the country in the coming weeks.  This is a movie about an obese, black, illiterate, abused, pregnant young woman who refuses to count herself out even though many people have already written her off.  The fact that this is getting a mainstream release and is also seriously in the Oscar hunt makes me hopeful for a business where so much of the talk is usually about how much money the latest crapfest made the previous weekend.  So while Precious’ story is a hopeful tale for all of us, the fact that Precious even exists is a hopeful tale for the movie business.

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Guest Post: A Report from Toronto by Michele Landsberg

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I met Michele Landsberg last March at WAM in Cambridge and we have been corresponding (mostly tweeting) since then.  She is a long time feminist activist and writer based in Toronto, and was kind enough to write a report from the Toronto Film Festival on some of the films and experiences not making the international headlines.

Sapphire was on stage in the middle of Yonge-Dundas Square in downtown Toronto on Saturday. The square is devoted this week to free films, readings and events tied to the Toronto International Film Festival, which takes over the whole centre city for 10 days every September. (Drew Barrymore and her cast did  a demo of roller-skating, for example, and The Topp twins, yodeling New Zealand lesbians, were scheduled to appear). Sapphire’s reading  from her tough novel, Push —  the film version, Precious, got its debut here as one of the gala presentations, ushered in by a beaming, emotional Oprah —provided me with a true Toronto mirthquake.  Picture the audience: Perched on a couple of hundreds folding chairs were weary shoppers just passing by, bewildered Asian tourists, suburbanites with sun-hats and backpacks determined to “do” the Festival and a smattering of passionately attentive black women.

Precious, as you know, is an abused  teenager in Harlem. Sapphire reads her dialogue as she confronts a hated teacher, rolling  out the Harlem-inflected epithets with crisp emphasis. “White bitch!  Cuntbucket!”

It’s fan heaven here, with more than 300 films and hundreds of stars strutting the red carpets, crowding the best restaurants and often stopping for streeter photographs and interviews in the middle of gaping crowds.

For the first time ever, about 20 per cent of the 300 movies are directed by women. Ticket triage was easy this year: I went through the hefty, telephone-book size program guide and checked off every film directed by a woman, then narrowed it down to select only those that might never get general North American distribution. The industry, distributors and deal-makers flock like seagulls feasting on an incoming tide, but to me it often seems as though they swoop in only on the trash fish.

karoWill any of them light on My Queen Karo, a beautifully lyrical feature directed by Belgian Dorothee van den Berghe?  The co-director of the Festival, Cameron Bailey, came to the screening to introduce the film personally, praising it for telling a story through a young girl’s point of view — a rarity, but not here this year, where at least three or four other features are about a girl’s coming of age. In My Queen Karo, the protagonist is a wonderfully unaffected, dark-eyed girl of 11, just beginning to develop, scrambling up as the daughter of radical parents in a squat in ‘70s Amsterdam. Their utopian collective life begins to break down as their leader, Karo’s father, insists on his right to have other lovers. My guess is that the scenes of  children and adults swimming naked together,  not to mention the adults performing group sex while their kids watch, will have this sensitive and thought-provoking movie shunned in North America.

Drawing attention at the festival is Google Baby, a determinedly non-judgmental Israeli documentary about the international baby-making trade. Director Zippi Brand Frank follows a gay couple in Israel who have a daughter created with the help of an ovum bought in the U.S. One of the couple, Doron, gets the idea of starting a business to provide cheaper babies to his yearning gay friends. The camera follows him matter-of-factly as he arranges baby deals on his cell phone, lugs tanks of frozen sperm in a carry-on suitcase to the U.S., and travels to Gujarat, India, where he finds a clinic run by a brilliant Indian woman doctor who provides a stable of surrogate mothers, ready to be implanted with imported frozen embryos. The Gujarat scenes are genuinely stunning, both revelatory and morally complex.

More in a day or two: I want to write about Blessed, a superb Australian film by Ana Kokkinos about mothers and children. And I have tickets to three more films by women, including Fish Tank, the much anticipated new film by Andrea Arnold of the U.K.

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