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- <title>
- July 03, 1989: Hot Time In Bed-Stuy Tonight
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1989
- July 03, 1989 Great Ball Of Fire:Angry Sun
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- CINEMA, Page 62
- Hot Time in Bed-Stuy Tonight
- </hdr><body>
- <p>By Richard Corliss
- </p>
- <qt> <l>DO THE RIGHT THING</l>
- <l>Directed and Written by Spike Lee</l>
- </qt>
- <p> On the hottest day of the year, good people can do bad
- things. Especially in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn's black
- ghetto where the crime rate sizzles and hopes evaporate in the
- summer glare. Spike Lee's Do the Right Thing is the story of a
- day in the death of the American Dream.
- </p>
- <p> The day starts calmly enough, as if the people on Lee's
- Stuyvesant Avenue are the cheerful graduating class of Sesame
- Street. Da Mayor (Ossie Davis) spreads inebriated wisdom, Uncle
- Remus-style. Sal (Danny Aiello), the Italian American who runs
- the corner pizzeria, brags that the locals "grew up on my
- food." His delivery boy, Mookie (Lee), doles out advice while
- dodging duties to his girlfriend and their child. Radio Raheem
- (Bill Nunn) keeps the block pulsing to the rap song, Fight the
- Power, that bleats from his boom box. By day's end, though, the
- neighborhood has erupted. Sal and Raheem start fighting about
- the loud music; the cops arrive and, in the struggle, kill
- Raheem; Mookie throws a trash can through his employer's
- window; the place goes up in a puff of black rage.
- </p>
- <p> The rage of race is exactly what has stirred a righteous
- debate over Lee's movie. After it lost the top prize at last
- month's Cannes Film Festival (to a comedy by another young
- American, Steven Soderbergh's sex, lies and videotape), jury
- member Sally Field told Lee she fought to get him a prize. The
- film's detractors called it facile and irresponsible; Lee
- responded by accusing his critics of racism.
- </p>
- <p> With this week's U.S. release of Do the Right Thing, the
- furor goes Stateside. Not since the Black Panthers cowed
- Manhattan's glitterati 20 years ago has there been such a
- virulent outbreak of radical chic -- or so many
- political-disease detectives ready to stanch the epidemic. A
- single issue of the Village Voice ran eight articles on the
- movie, with opinions running from raves to cries of "fascist"
- and "racist." A political columnist for New York magazine
- charged that Lee's film could undermine the New York City
- mayoral campaign of a black candidate. Everywhere, the film has
- polarized white liberals for whom Bed-Stuy is as exotic and
- unknowable as Burkina Faso. Some see Lee as the movies' great
- black hope; others tut till they're tuckered. A few fear that Do
- the Right Thing could trigger the kind of riot it dramatizes and
- perhaps condones.
- </p>
- <p> The 32-year-old auteur (She's Gotta Have It, School Daze)
- must be enjoying his prominence as the angry young man of the
- don't-worry, be-happy '80s. Of all the blacks who have strutted
- through the studio door that Eddie Murphy kicked down, Lee is
- the one who won't settle for being a Murphy manque. Sure, he
- markets himself cannily, as a performer in Air Jordan
- commercials, and with books and The Making of . . . spinoffs of
- his own movies. But Lee will not be ingratiating; he wants to be
- accepted on his own rude terms. Same goes for Do the Right
- Thing.
- </p>
- <p> To accept the film, though, one must first understand its
- point of view, and that is maddeningly difficult. All we know
- for certain is that Do the Right Thing is not naturalistic.
- Golden sunset hues swathe the street at 10 in the morning. The
- color scheme is chicly coordinated, as if Jerome Robbins'
- Sharks and Jets were about to dance onscreen; the picture could
- be called Bed-Stuy Story, full of Officer Krupkes and kindly
- store owners. At first, the dilemmas are predictably pastel
- too: populist cliches brought to life by an attractive cast.
- Even the racial epithets have a jaunty tinge, as in a series of
- antibrotherhood jokes made by blacks, Italians, Hispanics,
- white cops and Korean grocers -- the film's best sequence. On
- this street there are no crack dealers, hookers or muggers, just
- a 24-hour deejay named Mister Senor Love Daddy (Sam Jackson),
- who punctuates every mellow bellow with "And that's the truth,
- Ruth!"
- </p>
- <p> But what is the truth of Do the Right Thing? Whose side is
- Lee on? Is the movie a revolutionary scream or a fatalistic
- shrug? Lee leaves plenty of hints -- contradictory epigrams
- from Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X, a dedication to
- families of blacks slain by police, graffiti proclaiming TAWANA
- (Brawley) TOLD THE TRUTH -- but no coherent clues. Lee cagily
- provides a litmus test for racial attitudes in 1989, but he does
- so by destroying the integrity of his characters, black and
- white. They vault from sympathetic to venomous in the wink of
- a whim. One minute, Sal delivers a moony monologue about how
- much he loves his black neighbors; the next, he is wielding a
- baseball bat, bound to crack skulls. One minute, Mookie urges
- caution; the next, he trashes the one store the brothers can
- call home.
- </p>
- <p> In Hollywood the black man's burden is to be all things to
- all people: stoic Sidney Poitier and sassy Eddie Murphy,
- angelic sitcom kid and fuming rapmaster. Lee's movie bravely
- tries both approaches. It gives you sweet, then rancid, but
- without explaining why it turned. He holds the film like a can
- of beer in a paper bag -- the cool sip of salvation on a
- blistering day -- until it is revealed as a Molotov cocktail.
- </p>
- <p> The morning after igniting the riot, Mookie slinks back to
- demand that Sal pay him his week's wages. Behind the camera, Lee
- wants the same thing: to create a riot of opinion, then blame
- viewers for not getting the message he hasn't bothered to
- articulate. Though the strategy may lure moviegoers this long
- hot summer, it is ultimately false and pernicious. Faced with
- it, even Mister Senor Love Daddy might say, "Take a hike,
- Spike!"
- </p>
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