I set aside the day to see “12 Years
A Slave”. The story is based on the autobiography of a man who was
a free negro living in Sarasota, New York with his family twenty
years before the Civil War broke out. He found himself cajoled to
work in DC and was kidnapped and sold into slavery and spent twelve
grueling years dealing the harsh reality of the deep south.
First of all – take the ENTIRE box of
tissue with you to this movie. The theatre is going to be so quiet,
all you're gonna hear is other people crying. There were about fifty
of us at this screening and we all sat together. I've read “Gone
With the Wind” and “Roots” and seen the movies many times each
and let me tell you – those were the Disney versions of slavery.
This strips away the fallacies and brings up the bright lights on the
inhumanity that slavery came to represent. You will leave the movie
a changed person.
While it is true that there is a
beating, or a lynching in just about every single solitary scene in
this movie, there are a couple of scenes that give you hope. By the
way, what version of the Bible were they reading? Is there a Slave
Owners abomination of the King James that I've never heard of –
don't you have to wonder how people became Christians if that's what
they heard day in and day out? The main character does something at
one point that leaves the biggest and longest cliff hanger of all
time – if you ever said “How is he going to get out of this?”
in your life, you're going to say it and mean it down to your socks
at one point while watching this movie. It's in the middle of the
movie and you realize there is much more to tell, but you can't see
how this episode will resolve.
The heart of the movie is really about
the freeman sold into slavery, the female slave he meets, and the
slave master. It's also about money, property, and production quotas.
The female slave on the plantation regularly picks 500 pounds of
cotton a day. Maybe we needed a wider wide shot, because it's hard
to believe that there is 500 pounds of cotton on the plantation at
all, much less enough to pick that much and more by yourself everyday.
By comparison everyone else is coming up short. The line for
whippings gets longer everyday because she is literally a cotton
picking machine. She garners the master's favor in many ways because
she can do something the others can't. He even tells his wife not to
try and come between the two of them, because it's no contest.
The main character starts off in the
deep south at a plantation that seems brutal enough, where he deals
with wood. His master, however, seems to be relatively kind.
Unfortunately, he winds up crossing a line he can't afford to cross
and we all get to see how completely alone you are as a slave. There
are no options available for you and maybe only one person on the
whole plantation is going to help you. After his brief encounter
there, he is sold to a cotton plantation down river, where you don't
see anything other than brutality, beatings and lynching in every
scene. At one point, he is rented out to a sugar plantation, and
while sugar is the worse field to work, he does find some solace
there.
The brutality and manipulation and deep
seated cruelty is what will make it hard to take. You haven't seen a
movie with this much brutality since “The Passion of the Christ”,
and if you didn't see that, you may not be ready for this. I suggest
a long leisurely dinner with friends afterwards as I had, to unwind
and decompress. Don't go back into the streets right after watching
this – take some time to relax and remind yourself that its a
movie.
After many fits and starts, the slave
is finally returned to his life. He finds that his children are
grown and his wife has been patiently waiting for him all of this
time. He lived out the rest of his life helping the abolitionist
movement. In fact, that's why the book was written. It was an
unimpeachable account of his life in the deep south. After watching
that movie, looking at what has been accomplished and what remains
left to be done, I think I would have left the country for Canada,
but I applaud his decision to remain.
I also watched the TV One Special about
the movie and the debate on how old you need ot be to see it. I
think it depends on how old you were when you learned about slavery
and what you learned about it. I really started learning about it in
fourth grade. There were so many specials about that and the civil
rights movement and the 10th anniversary of the Kennedy
assassination and the 4th anniversary of the Martin Luther
King Jr. assassination and the RF Kennedy assassination that we covered
a lot of material. I recall that even then some people downplayed
the role of slavery in building this country and its importance in an
economic sense. We went to the State capital in 4th grade
and saw Abraham Lincoln's papers and recreations of the Gettysburg
Address and the 2nd Inauguration speech. I think people in my class
could have handled it. I'm not sure what children are being taught
now about slavery and I don't see those same specials and books.
It's clear that no amount of money or
time, or education can every really make up for all that our families
have lost. I think that free therapy for the children of the slaves
and even the children of the slave owners would be a good start. I
also think that it is imperative that ALL organizations that
benefited from the slave trade be rooted out and exposed. I realize
that most of those organizations went out of business, but I will bet
they morphed into something, because slavery was big money, and it
had to go in someone's pockets. It's time we all learned the truth
because the issue isn't going anywhere.