Message-ID: <3E55523E.4090402@netcom.com>
Date: Thu, 20 Feb 2003 22:10:06 +0000
From: Charles R Spinner <cspinner@netcom.com>
Newsgroups: soc.culture.african.american,soc.culture.african
Subject: Lee—Our Heroes Are Still WIth Us
Fight the Power,
the theme song to his 1989 film Do the Right
Thing, could easily be Spike Lee’s personal motto. From his
earliest days as a student filmmaker to his $33 million epic Malcolm X
and beyond, Lee has shown a willingness to tackle prickly issues of
relevance to the black community—and has savored every ounce of
controversy his films invariably produce.
Spike loves to fight,
the filmmaker’s friend and business
associate Nelson George told Vanity Fair. There’s a gleeful
look he gets, a certain kind of excitement in his eyes when [things
are] being stirred up.
I guess you could call me an
instigator,
Lee admitted in an interview with Vogue.
Once the bane of Hollywood executives, Lee has proven through his creativity and resolve that films by and about African Americans can be both profitable and universally appealing. And almost singlehandedly, he has generated an industry-wide awareness of a neglected market niche, the black moviegoing public. Following the unforeseen box-office success of Lee’s earliest films, Hollywood’s gates have opened to a new generation of young African American filmmakers.
Spike put this trend in vogue,
Warner Bros. executive
vice-president Mark Canton told Time. His talent opened the door
for others.
Lee relishes his role as path-paver. Every time
there is a success,
he explained to Ebony, it makes it easier
for other blacks. The industry is more receptive than it has ever been
for black films and black actors. We have so many stories to tell, but
we can’t do them all. We just need more black filmmakers.
Shelton Jackson Lee was born in Atlanta, Georgia, on March 20, 1957—the eve of the civil rights era. He grew up in Brooklyn, New York, an area that figures largely in his work as a mature filmmaker.
Lee’s awareness of his African American identity was established
at an early age. His mother, Jacquelyn, instilled in her children a
schoolteacher’s enthusiasm for black art and literature. I
was forced to read Langston Hughes, that kind of stuff,
Lee told
Vanity Fair. And I’m glad my mother made me do that.
His
father, Bill, an accomplished jazz musician, introduced him to African
American jazz and folk legends like Miles Davis and Odetta,
respectively.
By the time he was old enough to attend school, the already
independent Lee had earned the nickname his mother had given him as an
infant, Spike—an allusion to his toughness. When he and his
siblings were offered the option of attending the predominantly white
private school where his mother taught, Lee opted instead to go the
public route, where he would be assured of the companionship of black
peers. Spike used to point out the differences in our friends,
recalled his sister Joie, who was a private school student. By the
time I was a senior,
she told Mother Jones, I was being
channeled into white colleges.
Lee chose to go to his father and
grandfather’s all-black alma mater, Morehouse College in
Atlanta, where he majored in mass communications.
It was at Morehouse that Lee found his calling. Following the
unexpected death of his mother in 1977, Lee’s friends tried to
cheer him with frequent trips to the movies. He quickly became a fan
of directors Bernardo Bertolucci, Martin Scorsese, and Akira
Kurosawa. But it wasn’t until he had seen Michael Cimino’s
The Deer Hunter that Lee knew the die was cast. His friend John Wilson
recalled their conversation on the ride home from the film in an
interview with Vanity Fair. John, I know what I want to do,
Lee
had said. I want to make films.
But not just any films: Lee wanted to make films that would capture
the black experience, and he was willing to do so by whatever means
necessary. Spike didn’t just want to get in the door of the
house,
Wilson explained. He wanted to get in, rearrange the
furniture—then go back and publicize the password.
He pursued his passion at New York University, where he enrolled in
the Tisch School of Arts graduate film program. One of only a handful
of African American students, he wasted no time incurring the wrath of
his instructors with his affinity for rearranging the
furniture.
As his first-year project, Lee produced a ten-minute
short, The Answer, in which a black screenwriter is assigned to remake
D. W. Griffith’s classic film The Birth of a Nation. The Answer
was panned. Although the film program’s director, Eleanor
Hamerow, told the New York Times, It’s hard to redo Birth of
a Nation in ten minutes,
Lee suspected that his critics were
offended by his digs at the legendary director’s stereotypical
portrayals of black characters. I was told I was whiskers away from
being kicked out,
he told Mother Jones. They really
didn’t like me saying anything bad about D. W. Griffith, for
sure.
Hardly deterred, Lee went on to produce a 45-minute film
Joe’s Bed-Stuy Barbershop: We Cut Heads
that won him the
1983 Motion Picture Arts and Sciences’ Student Academy
Award. Although the honor enhanced his credibility as a director, it
didn’t pay the bills. Faced with the reality of survival, Lee
worked for a movie distribution house while hustling funds for a
semiautobiographical film, The Messenger.
A coming-of-age story about a young bicycle messenger, The Messenger
was aborted prematurely when sufficient funding failed to
materialize. We were in pre-production the entire summer of 1984,
waiting on this money to come, and it never did,
Lee told Vanity
Fair. Then, finally, I pulled the plug. I let a lot of people down,
crew members and actors that turned down work. I wasn’t the most
popular person. We were devastated.
But all was not lost; Lee had
learned his lesson. I saw I made the classic mistakes of a young
filmmaker, to be overly ambitious, do something beyond my means and
capabilities,
he said. Going through the fire just made me more
hungry, more determined that I couldn’t fail again.
When he filmed She’s Gotta Have It a year later, Lee’s determination paid off. Made on a shoestring $175,000 budget in just 12 days, the black-and-white picture was shot on one location with a limited cast and edited on a rented machine in Lee’s apartment. By the time it was completed, Lee was so deeply in debt that the processing lab he’d used threatened to auction off the film’s negative.
After Island Pictures agreed to distribute it, She’s Gotta Have It finally opened in 1986. A light comedy centering on artist Nola Darling and her relationships with three men, the film pokes fun at gender relations and offers an insightful spin on stereotypically macho male roles. It packed houses not only with the black audience Lee had anticipated, but also with a crossover, art-house crowd. Grossing over $7 million, the low-budget film was a surprise hit.
With the success of She’s Gotta Have It, Lee became known in
cinematic circles not only as a director, but also as a comic
actor. Mars Blackmon—one of Nola’s lovers, played by
Lee—won an instant following with his now-famous line, Please
baby, please baby, please baby, baby, baby, please.
After
She’s Gotta Have It, Spike could’ve gone a long way with
Mars Blackmon,
the film’s co-producer Monty Ross told Mother
Jones. He could’ve done Mars Blackmon the Sequel, Mars
Blackmon Part 5.
Not anxious to be typecast, though, Lee said
to the studios Mars Blackmon is dead.’
With a major hit under his belt and the backing of Island Pictures,
Lee had more latitude with his next film, a musical called School
Daze. An exposé of color discrimination within the black community,
School Daze draws on Lee’s years at Morehouse. The people
with the money,
he told the New York Times, most of them have
light skin. They have the Porsches, the B.M.W.’s, the quote good
hair unquote. The others, the kids from the rural south, have bad,
kinky hair. When I was in school, we saw all this going on.
This
black caste system, Lee explained to Newsweek, was not a limited
phenomenon. I used the black college as a microcosm of black
life.
School Daze created a brouhaha in the black community: while many
applauded Lee’s efforts to explore a complex social problem,
others were offended by his willingness to air dirty laundry.
Everyone agreed that the film was controversial. When production costs
reached $4 million, Island Pictures got cold feet and pulled
out. Within two days, Lee had arranged a deal with Columbia Pictures
that included an additional $2 million in production funds.
But Columbia, then under the direction of David Puttnam, apparently
misunderstood the film’s true nature. They saw music, they
saw dancing, they saw comedy,
Lee told Mother Jones. By the time
School Daze was released in 1988, Puttnam had been ousted. Despite
the fact that the studio’s new management failed to promote it,
the film grossed $15 million.
School Daze established Lee’s reputation as a director ready to
seize heady issues by the horns. Do the Right Thing, released in 1989,
confirmed it. The story of simmering racial tension between Italian
and African Americans in the Bedford-Stuyvesant section of Brooklyn,
the film becomes a call to arms when violence erupts in response to
the killing of a black man by white police officers. It ends on a note
of apparent uncertainty with two opposing quotes: Martin Luther
King’s The old law of an eye for an eye leaves everyone
blind,
followed by Malcolm X’s I am not against violence
in self defense. I don’t even call it violence when it’s
self-defense. I call it intelligence.
The meaning of the right thing,
Lee told People, is not vague.
Black America is tired of having their brothers and sisters
murdered by the police for no reason other than being black.
I’m not advocating violence,
he continued. I’m
saying I can understand it. If the people are frustrated and feel
oppressed and feel this is the only way they can act, I
understand.
Critical response to the film was both enthusiastic and wary. Media
critic Roger Ebert called it the most honest, complex and
unblinking film I have ever seen about the subject of racism.
Others voiced warnings of possible violence. New York magazine said,
Lee appears to be endorsing the outcome, and if some audiences go
wild he’s partly responsible.
Despite the fact that Do the Right Thing failed to inspire the
predicted violence, Lee chose a lighter topic for his next
film—a romance. The film portrays the saga of a self-centered
jazz trumpeter, Bleek Gilliam, whose personal life plays second fiddle
to his music. Mo’ Better Blues is about relationships,
Lee explained to Ebony. It’s not only about man-woman
relationships, but about relationships in general—Bleek’s
relationship to his father and his manager, and his relationship with
two female friends. Bleek’s true love is music, and he is trying
to find the right balance.
Bleek’s character was inspired by Lee’s jazz-musician
father, Bill Lee, who wrote the film’s score. Bleek is my
father’s nickname,
Lee told People. The character’s
dilemma—the need to temper the obsessive nature of the creative
act—however, has universal relevance. That theme, Newsweek
suggested, is one with which the director himself can readily
identify.
Although recognized for its technical mastery and snappy
score—partially the result of a $10 million
budget—Mo’ Better Blues received lukewarm reviews. The
movie is all notions and no shape,
said the New Yorker, hard,
fierce blowing rather than real music.
And more than one critic
took offense at Lee’s shallow treatment of female characters and
ethnic stereotyping of Jewish jazz club owners Moe and Josh Flatbush.
In his next film, Jungle Fever, Lee explored the theme of romance
further—but this time, from a more provocative slant. Inspired
by the 1989 murder of black teenager Yusuf Hawkins by a mob of Italian
American youths, Jungle Fever examines interracial romance. Yusuf
was killed because they thought he was the black boyfriend of one of
the girls in the neighborhood,
Lee told Newsweek.
Jungle Fever looks at issues of race, class, and gender by focusing on
community response to the office affair of a married, black architect
and his Italian American secretary. Lee concludes that interracial
relationships are fueled by culturally based, stereotypical
expectations. You were curious about black ... I was curious about
white,
the architect explains when the couple parts ways. But Lee
insisted in an interview with Newsweek that the film does not advocate
separatism. The characters aren’t meant to represent every
interracial couple. This is just one couple that came together because
of sexual mythology.
Although it received mixed reviews, Jungle
Fever succeeded in whetting the appetite of Lee fans for further
controversy. Lee’s next film, on civil rights activist Malcolm
X, satisfied even the most hungry.
The making of Malcolm X, a movie that sparked controversy from the moment of its inception, became a personal mission for Lee, who had long been an admirer of the legendary black leader. Vowing to cut no corners, Lee planned a biographical film of epic proportions that required months of research, numerous interviews, and even an unprecedented trip to Saudi Arabia for authentic-looking footage of Malcolm’s pilgrimage to the holy city of Mecca. Taken shortly before his assassination in 1965, this journey caused a significant change in Malcolm’s political and religious outlook.
The final product, a three-hour-and-21-minute production, traces
Malcolm X’s development from his impoverished, rural roots to
his final years as an electrifying speaker and leader. I knew this
was going to be the toughest thing I ever did,
Lee told Time.
The film is huge in the canvas we had to cover and in the
complexity of Malcolm X.
Lee fought tooth and nail to win the right to direct the film and to
defend his vision of Malcolm X from the start. When he learned of
plans by Warner Bros. to make Malcolm X, Norman Jewison had already
been chosen as its director. After Lee told the New York Times that he
had a big problem
with a white man directing the film, Jewison
agreed to bow out.
Lee, however, faced considerable resistance to his role as director of
the film. Led by poet and activist Amiri Baraka (formerly LeRoi
Jones), a focus group that called itself the United Front to Preserve
the Memory of Malcolm X and the Cultural Revolution voiced its
opposition to Lee’s direction in an open letter. Our distress
about Spike’s making a film on Malcolm is based on our analysis
of the [exploitative] films he has already made,
Ebony quoted the
group as saying.
But Lee’s spat with Baraka was only a momentary setback. He still had to deal with reworking an unsatisfactory script, which had been started by African American novelist James Baldwin shortly before his death and completed by writer Amold Perl. And when Lee first locked horns with Warner Bros. over Malcolm X’s budget, he was bracing for another prolonged battle.
Initially, the director had requested $40 million for the
film—an amount that was necessary, he claimed, in order to
accurately portray all of the phases of his subject’s life. The
studio countered with a $20 million offer, prompting Lee to raise an
additional $8.5 million by selling foreign rights to the film, kicking
in a portion of his $3 million salary, and, to make up the difference,
acquiring the backing of a host of black celebrities, including Bill
Cosby, Oprah Winfrey, Michael Jordan, Janet Jackson, and
Prince—much to the studio’s embarrassment. It
didn’t look good for Warner Bros. that Spike had to go to
prominent African Americans to finish the movie,
noted
Entertainment Weekly. When the film was completed, Barry Reardon, the
studio’s president of distribution, conceded, Spike did a
fabulous job. He knows theaters, he’s very smart. This is Oscars
all the way.
Although Malcolm X received no Oscars, the film played a significant
role in the elevation of the black leader to mythic status; it also
spawned a cultural phenomenon often referred to as
Malcolm-mania.
By the time the movie was released, its logo, a
bold X,
was pasted on everything from baseball caps to posters,
postcards, and T-shirts. What’s more, a wealth of spin-off
products were born, ranging from serious scholarly studies to a
plastic Malcolm X doll, complete with podium and audio
cassette. Promotional merchandise for the film was marketed by Lee
himself through Spike’s Joint, a chain of stores that comprise a
portion of the director’s growing business empire. Accused of
commercialism
Lee is quick to defend himself against charges of commercialism. In
fact, he says, Malcolm X’s philosophy—that African
Americans need to build their own economic base—is the
motivation for his business investments. I think we’ve done
more to hold ourselves back than anybody,
Lee told Esquire. If
anybody’s seen all my films, I put most of the blame on our
shoulders and say, ‘Look, we’re gonna have to do for
ourselves.’... I feel we really have to address our financial
base as a people.
Lee’s innate ability to do for himself,
his father
suggested in an interview with Mother Jones, is the key to his success
as a filmmaker. Spike was kind of chosen,
he explained. I
think there was something spiritual about it. He inherited it from his
family. [The ability] to make a statement.
Fellow filmmaker John
Singleton, writing in Essence, said of Lee, No other Black
contemporary entertainer can claim to enlighten so many young Black
people.
But, as he stated in the New York Times, Lee wants even
more to prove that an all-black film directed by a black person can
still be universal.
In mid-1993 Lee began shooting his seventh feature film, Crooklyn, a profile of an African-American middle class family growing up in Brooklyn, New York, in the 1970s. This coming-of-age story, a joint effort between Lee and his siblings Joie and Cinque, was Lee’s least politically charged film to date. He managed to take a break from filming, however, in order to marry Linette Lewis. Lewis, a lawyer, had been romantically linked to Lee for the year prior to their wedding. Crooklyn was released in 1994 to mixed reviews and a tepid reception at the box office.
The following year, Lee returned to making a statement about violence
and other negative conditions facing the African American community
when he filmed Clockers. The motion picture tells the story of two
brothers—one a drug dealer, the other a straight-laced family
man—who become suspects in a mysterious murder investigation in
the black community. Critic Richard Schickel, writing in Time, stated
that the film is more than a murder mystery and more than a study
in character conflict. At its best, it is an intense and complex
portrait of an urban landscape on which the movies’ gaze has not
often fallen.
Lee released two movies in 1996, Girl 6 and Get on the Bus. The first of these was the story of a frustrated young actress who takes a job as a phone-sex worker. It received decidedly mixed reviews. Better received was Get on the Bus, which was a series of character studies out of a busload of black men heading from Los Angeles to Washington, D.C., for the Million Man March (an event in October 1995 that was organized by Louis Farrakhan, the controversial head of the Nation of Islam).
In 1997 Lee produced a documentary, 4 Little Girls, which was
nominated for but did not win an Academy Award. The film tells the
story of the victims of a bombing in Birmingham, Alabama, in September
1963 which killed three girls aged fourteen and one aged eleven. Time
reviewer James Collins stated that Lee’s eloquent film does
justice to the young martyrs and to those who guaranteed that the
girl’s deaths, while tragic, would not also be meaningless.
The following year the filmmaker directed and wrote He Got Game, which
centered around the troubled relationship between a high school
basketball phenom and his long-absent father. Played by Denzel
Washington, the father is a convict in the Attica prison but is
temporarily released by the governor who wants the father to talk his
son into attending the governor’s alma mater. The basketball
star son is played quite convincingly by professional basketball star
Ray Allen. Janet Maslin, writing in the New York Times, contends that
Mr. Lee now returns full blast to what he does best. Basketball,
bold urban landscapes, larger-than-life characters, and red-hot visual
pyrotechnics are the strong points of Mr. Lee’s three-ring
circus, not to mention the central presence of Denzel Washington.
In 1999 Lee explored the underworld of the city once again with Summer of Sam, in which the brief appearances of the famous serial killer only punctuate the smoldering rage and heat all over the Bronx in the summer of 1977. The movie met with mixed reviews—bold, dark, and well acted, it irritated many with its stereotypes of Italian Americans, women, and gays.