Showing posts with label rap music. Show all posts
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Monday, August 17, 2015

Straight Outta Hollywood (spoilers if you have no idea what this movie is about)

My roommate and I went to see Straight Outta Compton over the weekend. It was good. Not the best, but good. It was what I expected for a movie about the guys who produced it. Obviously, missing was any violence against women even though there were several high profile incidents that occurred during the movie time frame. There was only one reference to the East Coast/West Coast rivalry, and as far as I’m concerned there is never enough Bone Thugs and Harmony. They are absent during the reconciliation between Ice Cube and Easy E, which is weird. The women are silent in the film except the wives, who are treated with respect and only are spoken ill about by the white manages. Of course, the women never speak to other women. Though, two are portrayed as quite intelligent and given slight credit for their partners getting out of the bad contracts. I also believe it to be fairly accurate with a few movie type lines thrown in to make it funny and flow better.

The movie owns police brutality and the exploitation of these guys. I remember leaving and my roommate going, it is hard to reconcile the men they are now with the naïve and idealistic children they were. But they were, they were kids without appropriate tools to navigate legal contracts. Dr. Dre holds on with Easy E for a long time wanting their manager not to be screwing them even when Ice Cube leaves, but once Dre has proof (ala Suge Knight---a very frightening man even on screen) he’s out. Easy E talks about loyalty when people try to help him see he’s getting screwed and remains willfully ignorant, and that is a home grown low-income value.  But it happens again and again where the established white media machine takes advantage of these young black men, who have no way of protecting themselves in any way except the ways they always have, and to quote one of the managers, you don’t kill people, we have lawyers. I think that is what is so scary about Suge Knight he is able to exist in both realities comfortably. One of the more interesting things about the film was the shock of the white managers whenever they screwed the NWA members and were met with the threat of violence. I think it speaks to the removal of these people making bank off NWA from the music itself. We see the disparities in education in one scene where Ice Cube is on a bus evidently being bus from one neighborhood to another, and I don’t know if you were supposed to feel jealousy or frustration with the affluence of the white students juxtaposed with the poverty of the black, but man did I. Two very different worlds. Police brutality is all over this movie and rightfully so. Each of the NWA members highlighted in the film have a moment of resistance highlighted on screen before writing “Fuck the Police.” All of which result in arrests or violent altercations.

Now back to the violence against women and white consumption. F. Gary Gray, the director, said the violence against women didn’t fit the narrative and the movies was already too long, but as others reminded him, we got other side stories. We saw Dre’s ex leave with their baby—there were allegations of violence in that relationship; we saw everyone meet their wives; we saw Ice Cube write Friday. But it is the first part of the response, the narrative. Dre is a sympathetic character; they all are. So to show Dre as an abuser, would have made it more difficult to feel for him. At least for the paying audience. Personally, I would have liked it better to show and develop real character flaws instead of the superficial ones. But by leaving out the violence against women and the violence from the East/West rivalry, we’re not seeing the whole picture. We’re seeing an easily consumable narrative that you don’t have to reconcile your feelings about a violent abuser who is in a way using this film to advocate for the demilitarization of the police. But now that we’ve landed in consumption. I just overheard a man I work with who has said “all lives matter” in my office, who thought the Baltimore demonstrations over Freddie Gray were out of line say the movie was great. This film is so easily digestible that people who cling to racist social structures liked it, which makes me wonder if there was an underlying message at all or if I was projecting one onto the film.

This film was made to make money, and while I have problems with capitalism, I get it. I get that we see the boys grow into men and with them the music industry transformed but for what purpose? Capitalism? Because Ice Cube’s dis-track “No Vaseline” references the embracing of white culture by the members of NWA and the casting call for this movie asked for light skinned women. And a man in my office who hold racist views love the movie. So was the point to pay homage to Easy E? Because that’s cool, but the video below is the shit. Or was the audience supposed to be pushed toward action? And even if the later wasn’t the intention, is there any other interpretation given the police violence we keep seeing day after day?