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It's sometimes difficult to separate artists' public statements from
the work they're commenting on, or to ignore the politically charged aura a film
generates. There's always that nagging feeling that a movie's point must be sussed out,
that the real intentions of the filmmaker must be understood. But in retrospect--and
despite director Spike Lee's rhetoric--Do the Right Thing may not be as profound
as previously thought. While it should be applauded for taking on the subject of race
without Hollywood's usual heavy-handedness, simply presenting a topic doesn't
automatically mean anything is actually being said about that topic.
Whatever problems there are with the content, Do the Right Thing
is still great filmmaking. It's a vibrant, passionate, funny movie, and like a true work
of art, it both surprises and provokes. It's technically audacious and features one of the
most successful displays of stifling, suffocating heat ever put on film.and it does it
without being languid itself. The dialogue is fast paced, the characters energetic, and
the camerawork unpredictable, full of clever pans and Twilight Zone angles. And, except
for the always excruciating Martin Lawrence, the performances are uniformly good
throughout. Lee also manages to out-Altman Altman by presenting a large cast of characters
without it ever becoming confusing or disjointed.
Taking place over the course of one scorching day in
Bedford-Stuyvesant, most of the action occurs in and around a pizzeria run by Sal (Danny
Aiello) and his sons Pino and Vito (John Turturro, Richard Edson). But the entire
neighborhood is featured as the film intercuts between various exchanges, many of them
tinged with racial overtones: while Buggin Out (Giancarlo Esposito) challenges a white
tenement owner when he feels slighted, down the street three men debate the right of a
Korean to own a variety store in "their" neighborhood.
There are personal moments as well: Da Mayor (Ossie Davis) continually
attempts to soften Mother Sister's (Ruby Dee) opinion of him, while Mookie (Lee) juggles
time between his job at Sal's and his increasingly aggravated girlfriend (Rosie Perez).
Although Lee doesn't have the time to make all his characters three-dimensional, he avoids
sentimentalizing or demonizing any one group; there are both blacks and whites who are
sympathetic (Sal, Da Mayor) and troublesome (Pino, Radio Raheem). Only the Korean
storeowner played by Steven Parks is a blatant caricature. (Asians seem to get short
shrift no matter who is behind the camera.) Presiding over the action is disc jockey Senor
Love Daddy (Samuel L. Jackson). Like Wolfman Jack in American Graffiti, he provides
ongoing background music, as well as periodic commentary.
Eventually, the heat and personal tensions culminate in an explosion of
violence centered on Sal's pizzeria. The violence escalates after one of the characters is
killed. It's at this point that the film becomes problematic. The murder is supposed to be
a tragedy, meant to provoke outrage in the audience. But the killing of a fictional
character isn't enough in itself to warrant a reaction. It's not that audiences are jaded,
but drama usually elicits judgement based on the narrative alone. If a character is a
jerk, his death won't elicit much of a response. Like Mel Gibson's The Passion of the Christ, Do the Right
Thing relies too heavily on the personal baggage audiences are supposedly bringing to
the film. Drawing on contemporary events and feelings may be provocative, but it dates the
film and makes for poor drama. The reactions of Mookie and Mother Sister to the murder may
have been understandable to a disenfranchised group, but in the context of the plot they
appear unmotivated, almost random.
The somewhat ambiguous nature of the movie could easily be trumpeted as
a selling point. Lee doesn't want to hold your hand; he wants you to make up your own
mind. But there is a fine line between "bravely ambiguous" and "maddeningly
directionless." While Oliver Stone continually has been pilloried for his blatantly
didactic films, there is something to be said for being recklessly personal and taking a
stand. Lee made a movie about racism; but we're so starved for challenging works, for
thematically mature movies, we've embraced a film that ultimately says nothing more than
"racism is bad" and "no one person or group is to blame."
The simplistic ideals of Do the Right Thing are most evident
in four scenes: 1) Love Daddy lists practically every major black musician from the last
fifty years; 2) in an overly contrived sequence, Mookie gets Pino to admit that his
cultural heroes are all black (Magic Johnson, Eddie Murphy, and Prince); 3) Martin Luther
King, Malcolm X, Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson and Louis Farrakhan are all mentioned;
4) the words "Tawana Told the Truth" appear spray painted on a wall (a reference
to the Tawana Brawley controversy of 1987). No differentiation is made between the listed
artists, and no context is given for the black leaders mentioned. These aren't
explorations of racially-charged issues, it's just name dropping.
Despite its flaws, Do the Right Thing provokes discussion.
It's an impossible film to dismiss. Spike Lee's subsequent career has turned out to be a
disappointment, but Do the Right Thing, along with Malcolm
X, represent Lee at his creative peak.
- Paul De Angelis