Django Unchained

About a month ago I watched a movie called ’Django Unchained’. Written by Quentin Tarantino, the movie stars Jamie Foxx, Christoph Waltz; Leonardo DiCaprio, Kerry Washington and Samuel L. Jackson. The movie follows a freed slave (Jamie Foxx) who treks across the United States with a bounty hunter (Christoph Waltz) on a mission to rescue his wife (Kerry Washington) from a cruel plantation owner (Leonardo DiCaprio).

I like a good western, although the idea of slavery turns my stomach. I wasn’t sure my moral conscience would allow me to enjoy such a movie. There are several loathsome periods of our history, periods of time that are so utterly disgusting that it almost shames me to be a part of the human race. The movie though has won its fair share of awards and besides, I had a free ticket.

I seated myself with my popcorn and Coke, glued to the screen for almost three hours. I found myself laughing, crying; angry beyond words. It was a good movie, it really was.

Now I know there are black people all over, who refuse to watch Django Unchained, and I can understand them wholeheartedly. Director, Spike Lee has made no secret of his disdain for the movie and has stated he will never watch it out of respect for his ancestors. I respect that and considering what his ancestors went through at the hands of mine, I totally appreciate his determination not to watch it.

On the other hand, I think it is important to watch such movies. I think it is important to be reminded of the terrible things humankind can do unto others. We must never forget the suffering of 12 million Africans, who were ripped from their homelands and forced into slavery. 12 million is roughly the number that made it. How many died on the journey over. Well, that’s a different story.

Django Unchained brought the sheer horror of it all to the silver screen.

I particularly enjoyed the scene where the KKK couldn’t quite get their headgear right. The eye slits were not cut correctly and the whole scene did nothing more than to make fun of racism. I must admit too that the idea of having a German (Christoph Waltz) play the bounty hunter was an exceedingly good idea. Considering the horrors of Nazi Germany in the past, I think Tarantino chose a great character.

As a white man, I thought the movie was fantastic. Some have said it was a kick in the teeth to the black men, women and children who were forced through hell on the plantations of the Deep South. I say it was a kick in the teeth for the white men and women who still find a place for racism in their hearts. Django becomes a free man and saves his beloved, Broomhilda. Not only that but he ends the lives of the white tyrants who actually believed themselves superior.

I don’t think the movie depicts even half the horror, the terror, the absolute hell the blacks went through back then. But it does give an insight into one of the most disgusting episodes of white history.

We must never forget the millions who were stolen from their homelands, forced to work and to die in conditions not fit for animals. I offer my deepest respect to any black people out there reading this post. The fate of your ancestors is the scourge of mine.

Wishing you a great day