Django Unchained

So, I was pretty excited to watch Django Unchained this week in class. Considering I am a fan of Jamie Foxx, I’m surprised that it took me this long to see it. I’m not really a huge fan of Quentin Tarantino’s work, he’s kind of whatever to me to be honest (some people might argue with me on that), ESPECIALLY his 1994 film, Pulp Fiction, like…why is that even a thing?! But, getting back to Django. I didn’t know what to expect before watching this film. All I knew is that it was about some guy name Django, with a silent D, and I thought it was about him being a slave and living through the struggles and what not. I guess it kind of was, not really, I guess he WAS a slave but thats not what the story was about. Django was basically just a boss, at least I think he was. Yeah, of course the movie involved slavery, and how awful slaves were treated, but I didn’t really see it as a “slave” movie. My POV of it is that Django just wanted to find his wife and enjoy freedom with her, and he succeeded. After a whole lot of shooting, “ketchup” blood everywhere, and a couple jokes here and there making the audience giggle a bit, he was able to get what he wanted. I know a couple of my fellow “caucasian” classmates mentioned feeling somewhat guilty after watching this movie, but honestly…why? Am I a bad person for not feeling this ‘guilt’? I don’t know. Everything that African Americans went through during slavery was absolutely terrible (and unfortunately, racism is not dead). But I personally just saw this film as an entertainment aspect. It didn’t make me feel the same way a film such as 12 Years A Slave would make me feel, it was completely different in my eyes. People also mentioned how Tarantino really overused the use of the word, but do you really think thats not how it was then? Because I do, and yes, to THAT extent.

But anywayyy…I’m rambling on now. My thoughts are all over the place. Point is; LOVE Jamie. And Django…well…