Let's face it, your comment about those "crazy ass riggers"
in your "retro
review" of the movie Armageddon was a little
too close to another word that chaps my black hide. There was
actually only one - Michael Clark Duncan. He had to
be crazy to go into outer space to dump a nuclear weapon into
an asteroid, because let's just face it, black people don't
do that shit.
The director (and writer for that matter) only let the true
image of the black man show through once when they portrayed
him as a sexual beast who danced on an examination table in
cheetah bikini underwear. "Mmm, mmm, good", I am sure
the audience was saying, “even in the face of death, he
still wants to shake his money-maker and give the public a glimpse
of exactly why once you go black, you never go back".
Still unrealistic? Yes, because if it was real, he would have
run off to join a black male, stripper revue featured on Real
Sex 21 and been the last person on Earth to board a space
ship and fly to his most likely death. Black people boarding
a space craft of any kind is an innately avoided adventure (see:
Star Trek, et. all). While I commend your efforts in
trying to bring forth what you believe is the meat of the story
line, let’s keep it real. It was yet another story of
The Man tryin' to keep a brotha down.
Keepin' It Real in AZ.
Ed. Note: We stand by our review that Armageddon
is terrible for many reasons not limited to it's portrayal of
African-Americans.
