Roman J. Israel, Esq. - Film by Dan Gilroy, 2017
Some film critics have dwelled
on the fact that the central figure of this film, an old-school civil rights
attorney, was 'socially awkward." Israel's real
problem is that he couldn't compromise with a corrupt criminal 'justice'
system. Some called him a 'Rip Van
Winkle" for suddenly having to go in public, leaving his legal brief
writing behind, and having to deal with the modern neo-liberal prosecutors of
the State. All this while having the
values of a 1960s black activist, which keep him from being able to negotiate
properly. Well yes. Actually, Israel had been fighting with these
people for 35, years, so no 'sleep' existed.
He knew them for what they were.
At his tiny civil rights
law firm, he gets paid a pittance, wears a bulky suit and an Afro, and at night
listens to Pharaoh Sanders jazz and looks at posters of Angela
Davis and Bayard Rustin. He only has a
flip phone. He's like some kind of
uncool Cornel West. Retro! He lives in an apartment walking distance
from his former work (he does not have a car, in LA for god sakes), an
apartment beset by gentrification construction.
All that ends when his law partner dies.
At a certain moment, he cracks, having deprived himself of love, a
family, a larger income, some pleasures and anything but 'the struggle.' This caricature of a 1960s activist, while
respecting him in the end, alienates the viewer in reality. Who wants to be an activist if you must live
like a monk?
So the message is that
having principles means you will ultimately crack, and go for the bacon sprinkled
donuts and the surf off a swanky Santa
Monica hotel. Israel says, "I'm
tired of doing the impossible for the ungrateful," and takes a reward that it is illegal for an
attorney to collect. And also fatal to
his health. He later backtracks, as he
would, but it is too late.
At a certain point, a
young black activist gives Israel
a chance to speak to a group of young black people about the criminal justice
system, but their cocky ignorance makes the meeting go downhill quickly. He ends up taking a job at a slick
criminal-defense law firm just to make ends meet. Evidently Israel has never heard of
unemployment insurance, as his panic leads him to this defense firm pretty quickly. On his own, he has prepared a massive U.S. District court
class action that will attack the system of prosecutors railroading criminal
defendants without trial. The prosecutors bludgeon the accused with extremely heavy sentences if they do
not agree to a plea bargain. Many of his former clients have signed on as class plaintiffs. One young white lawyer at the upscale firm,
who ultimately respects Israel
in the end, amazingly enough files the civil claim against this racist practice, a
practice which is prevalent today.
However, in reality, this federal lawsuit only exists in this movie, which is the real crime.
Denzel Washington plays Israel, and being one of the best actors in Hollywood, nails the
part. Unfortunately Afro-American film is about the only film consistently political in the U.S., which tells you something about how sad the culture is. But what can we say about the larger picture of geezer leftists suddenly
rising from the ashes of history - weird but more principled and tough than the
conformists around them? It hints that black radicalism is back, and that young
Afro-Americans are taking up the torch their old-school mothers and fathers
once carried. The 'bulldog' has been
passed. Young people are the future, but
the past is never really past.
Prior book review of Angela Davis' "Are Prisons Obsolete?" Afro-American themed films reviewed below: "Selma," "Get Out," "Mandela - Long Walk to Freedom," "12 Years a Slave," "The Butler," "Red Hook Summer," "I Am Not Your Negro," "Free State of Jones." Use blog search box, upper left.
Red Frog
November 27, 2017
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