What's next? I don't know, do you? Who am I? I am someone who makes films. What do I do? I look through viewfinders. And how do I live? I live by the skin of my teeth.

Monday, March 27, 2006

Quit Pushing Dave Chappelle

Over the weekend I had a chance to see Dave's flick Dave Chappelle's Block Party, and I was extremely surprised. Mainly because the trailers and promos don't do the film justice. It's not a comedy film, it's a music documentary up there with the Woodstock film or The Last Waltz or Gimme Shelter or any of the other successful concert films that we've seen over the past forty years. The one interesting note is that concert was record in September 2004, right before John Legend droppped his amazing debut album, and we see John up on the bandstand backing up Kanye West. Curious bit of history missed, in that we could have seen an early performance of John before he became a staple in the urban music scene.

The film is one of the most entertaining films in recent memory (as 2004 & 2005 were rife with junk from all corners of the entertainment spectrum), Dave continues delight and entertain like the best of them (sadly, though this is before he cancelled Season Three of his wildly popular show, so who knows if he'll want to invite this kind of attention again..."

It was interesting seeing The Fugees come back together and preform. I wonder if this performance was the catalyst for their supposed reuniting to record a new album (it was scheduled to drop last December, so I'm not going to hold my breath).

I couldn't understand Erykah Badu's presentation... I'd be extremely curious to talk with her, as most entertainer men who have kicked it with her have suffered some sort of distortion affect.

Favorite Lines: "How many white people does it take to change a light bulb? None, they'll just get a nigga to do it."

(sic)The thing about The Sty is, you walk down one street and it's right out of the Cosby Show, you turn the corner and it's something right out of Good Times.

The one thing this film shows, at the end, is that Dave has thumbed his nose at the white power establishment, in that he's told them, "ya can't buy me, ya cracker bastards." This makes him more of an icon, but also puts him in a weird place, because I think a lot of people don't want to deal with a Black man in entertainment who can't "be bought."

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