Another important conversation about why representation in
media and film matters.
Domestic worker. Drug addict. Lazy. Struggling single mom who has been abandoned
or whose husband is in prison.
Baby momma. Gold digger. Primary emotional care-giver to
white employers kids.
Slave. Victim of society. Token black funny friend with
swagger and attitude. Angry black woman.
These are the roles reserved for women of colour on
screen. And they’re all true
reflections... to an extent. The renderings are necessary to educate the masses
about the struggles of black women. But a lot of these roles are also harmful
perpetuations of racial and often sexist stereotypes.
To women of colour like myself, they come across as
offensive, false and to be blatant, they make us cringe. Still, we feed the
pockets of white filmmakers who produce and direct them (and who have no idea
of the real struggle) because we are so desperate for representation.
We are so desperate to see someone who looks like us and
might feel like us on the big screen. We want to relate. We deserve to relate.
I take nothing away from these struggles. They are real. Art
depicts life and life depicts art. But women of colour are more than these
roles. We are also powerful. Successful an bright.
We come in different ages and sizes. We have relationships
outside of the ones that show us as sad and abandoned.
What we do need is a portrayal of the portions of our lives
that deserves no punishment for having a good time.
We have friends, good families, support structures. We have
hobbies and careers. Weddings and parties and baby showers and bachelorettes
are not reserved for white women with quirky personalities.
We are fun. We too are capable of having fun and dammit are we
funny. We are funny as hell!
Again: Art depicts
life and life depicts art. Where are these films? Where are these depictions?
I have one answer for you at present. One very successful
story and it involves the blockbuster record-breaking film: Girls Trip.
This film is a case study for the ages if white audiences
and white funders of commercial films ever needed one. It is scientific proof
if you will, that stories of women of colour with dynamic personalities and
dynamic lives work.
Why?
Because it is a vacation. It’s a vacation in its narrative
(four women travel to New Orleans for the annual Essence Festival) and it is a
vacation from society.
Women of colour, believe it or not, are currently treated
worse than any time in history (according to a research paper on the social transformation
of black women).
The burden of these struggles is all too real in everyday
life, regardless of the social lives we live outside of them. We’re still faced
with a lot of castigation and adversity in ‘da clurrrb’ for example. In this
way, Girls Trip is a chance to escape from these burdens.
We know these burdens well and while the rest of the world
needs to be educated on them, we ourselves do not need reminding on a night out
to the cinema.
The struggle for reflection must end. And the exposure and
appeal of films like these does not have to be exclusionary.
What we do need is a portrayal of the portions of our lives
that deserves no punishment for having a good time.
The fight for diversity in films when it comes to
representation continues. But there is another angle to this fight. And that is
the struggle for diverse stories.
Get Out and Moonlight are just two examples of films that got
bums of all races in seats.
But mainstream movies with an all-black female cast who give
women like me a sincere feeling of representation are still a rarity.
The struggle for reflection must end. And the exposure and
appeal of films like these does not have to be exclusionary.
Societies have been conditioned to seeing women of colour a
certain way because of the way mass media reflects our stories. Well, it needs
to end.
We need to shake society out of their seats so they can stop
seeing us in a way they’re comfortable with, and start seeing us in the way we
see ourselves.
Hopefully women of
colour will be seen as people in all areas of work.
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