Showing posts with label films. Show all posts
Showing posts with label films. Show all posts

Monday, May 05, 2008

Arabs Reviewing Movies: Harold and Kumar Escape...

The same day Maytha posted about the heart-wrenching story of former Guantanamo Bay prisoner Sami Al-Hajj, the Al-Jazeera cameraman detained by the American government in Guantanamo Bay for 7 years, a group of us went to go see Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay.

I am one of those annoying people who do not let movies just be movies. Even pop culturish bubble gum flicks mean something, reflect the societies they are produced and consumed in. Just as KABOBfest stands for a certain time, place, and political culture, so do Harold and Kumar. In fact, they do more so since far more people know Harold and Kumar than read us... duh.

In this sense, I enjoy blockbuster American films such as this more than I do foreign and indie films. They provide me a window into the American media diet and the range of popular discourses, even if they tend to be simpler plots with uninteresting characters.

This movie was in many ways about stereotypes, both smashing some and bolstering others. It also, in a direct way, was about the war on terror.

There are two currents within the film: the ideas that stereotypes are inadequate ways of seeing the world and that everyone is subject to them runs throughout. Harold and Kumar are taken for terrorists, Kumar, "the Arab," and Harold, "the North Korean," are caught with a bomb-resembling bong on a flight.

This happens after Kumar is "randomly" selected by airport security. He questions just how random the selection was. That won a progressive point.

When they get to the island prison, they are placed in cells next to angry Arab/Muslims who praise the attacks on America. Kumar and Harold reject their views, saying they are nothing like them. It was probably scripted to offer a disclaiming condemnation of terrorism. I saw this is analogous to Sikh groups saying basically "we're not Muslims, do not attack us" after the spate of 9/11 hate crimes.

However, the stereotypically-redneck prison guards "torture" the prisoners by feeding them "cockmeat" sandwiches. When Kumar calls that gay -- reinforcing homophobia -- the guard retreats, saying on those doing the sucking are gay. This speaks to the latent homosexuality in homophobia. The movie is written to show both the stereotype and its opposite -- a postmodern technique.

Clearly, stories such as Sami Al-Hajj's and the testimonies of human rights organizations show that Guantanamo Bay was far from a laughable place.

The terrorist-fighting government agent out to get them, played by Rob Cordroy, uses every weapon and stereotype to get them -- offering a black man grape soda, throwing a bag of coins at Jews, and using a translator to communicate to Harold's English-speaking parents. His character is a stereotype of the gung ho American conservative. His opposite is the brainy liberal government agent who challenges him. Both are white.

President Bush is portrayed not as a malicious warmonger, but as a cool dope-smoking dude who lives in fear of Dick Cheney and under the oppressive thumb of his father.

Its formula is thus to both offend and please simultaneously, which allows them the greatest audience. It takes no hard stances, but furthers a general postmodern multicultural sentiment that does acknowledge that white does not make right.

Thus, the war on terror is an annoying agenda -- for breeding right-wing dickheads like the guy who wants to marry Kumar's ex-girlfriend -- but is not one without merit. Guantanamo Bay is bad in so far as it punishes the innocent, but the film leaves the impression that it contains America's enemies. The movie is a wishy washy moderate Democrat, uncomfortable with the American place in the world, but unable to offer any ideas for change.

Harold and Kumar remind me of a new American multiculturalism, one largely shaped by college experience and thus occurring with a certain class. Where else but at college would social relations between a Korean-American, Jew, Indian-American, and Iranian-American (Reza), develop?

Still, its a movie that could only be made in the era of Tiger Woods, Crash and Obama. While the faces are different shades, the values are the same. In Harold and Kumar, we all want love, respect and to get high.

This movie is more than niche marketing, as the box office numbers indicate a bigger draw. The face of multicultural America resonates with far more, even though it alienates the same forces this film lampoons the most -- conservative Americans uncomfortable with multiculturalism.

Samuel Huntington, the academic who wrote 'The Clash of Civilizations,' warned that America cannot be made to resemble the globe. He considered this a threat to American identity. Harold and Kumar, however, show that America can keep its identity while resembling the world phenotypically.

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Monday, April 21, 2008

Free Sami Al-Arian (film)

Starplex Cinemas may have tried to halt the screening of the film this past weekend in Irvine, California, but thanks to LinkTV, the whole world can watch the previously banned documentary on the Sami Al-Arian case online for free! I finished watching the hour-long documentary last night and was moved to tears.

And check out all previous posts by Emily, Will, Fadi (and some random KABOB-er named Ibrahim) and I on the case, the film, and petitions and community efforts to free Sami Al-Arian

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

Slingshot Hip-Hop: Free-ing the P one rhyme at a time

Slingshot Hip-Hop: Right-wingers, put a Lyd on it!

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A couple of years ago, I got an e-mail from a dude called Ragtop. He was asking my crew Euphrates to hand a track in for a compilation that is soon to come out, by the name "Free the P"- he wasn't talking about the immediate release of half the legendary Mobb Deep. Talking amongst ourselves, we decided to hand in "I.R.A.Q.", a song about the love for our nation and people. Seeing as I am of Iraqi descent, I felt it only right to show the love for our motherlands and how similar our plights as Arabs are. A lot of the time, the focus and actions of our respective national representatives has been that of a divisive, antagonistic and back-stabbing nature. Nowhere in the public consciousness is there a general strengthening of our need to stick together when weathering the storm of our deserted nomadic roots.

Five years later, Ragtop is known to me as Nizzy (aka Rusty T), we've collaborated on the ARAB SUMMIT record and FREE THE P was a success story. The oneness we showed as artists helped in the semi-fundage of Director/Artiste Extraordinary Jackie Salloum's SLINGSHOT HIP-HOP. Two weeks ago, I had the distinct pleasure to be sitting next to Invincible, one of the artists featured on the aforementioned compilation. We weren't saying much to each other. Being at the MOMA in New York, I was too busy shaking my head in amazement (shaking like 'tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is some history-prone celluloid'). The New York Premiere of SLINGSHOT was-in the memory of Siskel and Ebert- riveting, groundbreaking and a stereotype shattering two-thumbs and two big toes up material.

The story follows the growth of the Palestinian Hip-Hop scene, but by no means is limited to the music. In the first scene we are introduced to DAM, the premiere Palestinian Hip-Hop representatives, visiting the US for the first time. You see the members of the group humbled by the presence of one of their idols, Chuck D. On a promo run for their album DEDICATION, Public Enemy's head honcho invited the group over to his radio show for an exclusive interview and discussion about Hip-Hop and Politics. With DAM garnering international status, we return to the isolated experience that is being Palestinian in a world that doesn't recognize the identity as legitimate. As the film progresses, we are introduced to several groups such as PR, Arabeeyat and Sabreena The Witch, only a few of the burgeoning boom-bapers coming out of the holy land. Salloum takes us across the landscape of modern-day Palestine analyzing the omnipresence of the security wall and its effect on the psyche of the younger population, injustice, historical narratives (in some of the most bananas animation I have seen in a while!) and personal relationships that are obstructed by the inability to cross borders. (something most Arabs can relate to!)

Without giving away too much, the viewer is immediately invited into the homes of Tamer and Suhail (two members of DAM), going through their CDs, books and old home video footage of their passionate discovery of Hip-Hop. From Tamer's rendition of 2pac classics to the old school mistakes and lessons, I related to this film on so many levels. From growing up as the outsider that wore baggy pants and retarded steez to the close bond between strangers through music, I couldn't help but snap my fingers exponentially as the movie rolled out in front of my eyes. There is one scene towards the end that blew my mind. I am of course, not doing justice to the work put into this film. The first thing I thought was "wow". My second thought was "Jackie is the illest". Third, "How is this not huge yet?". Fourth was "I can't wait to go back to Iraq". Lastly, I couldn't help but feel for brothers and sisters trying to make it out the madness that is occupation and disillusionment.

The characters are multi-faceted, intelligent, well-spoken and fun to be around. From Mahmoud Shalabi to Abeer, we notice how distance cannot get in the way of passion and perseverance. One thing I really appreciated about this film is the way the director represented Palestinians. In general, the media representation of our brothers and sisters from another colored mother and mister are as follows:

1.victims- Media images littered with impoverished, desolate and downtrodden Arabs. Although this is true to certain parts of the East, this is by far not the only face we can be painted with. The understanding that the Arab populace is greater than one type of being is much needed and more importantly, needs to be reinforced through our independent media peoples.

2.violent oppressors- Bomb Laden-Gun Totting-Bullet Ridden-Headwrap Rocking-Eye only seeing-Black turtle neck sporting-Islamo Camo Couture-Jihad Claimin'-Arm Flailing- Lu'tmiya Crying-Revenge Yielding- Money Hungry- Oil Poor-Ghetto Imprisoned- America Hating- Non MTV watching-Arab Jarab Haters. In other words, you turn on CNN or FOX news and realise that, there has got to be an agenda going on here. From Chuck Norris to Arnie, the engendered relationship between Arab men and women, and the propagated bloody terror that is attached to our identity is one of the commodities of the the War on Terror. (the supposed War on Terror, you mean, the War for Power).

3.Over-sexualized Harem Lovers- Lastly The image of Arab men as porno addicts and exotic punanee mongers is another unavoidable stereotype. Not to say we aren't good in bed now, but I digress.

To most readers of this website, these are obvious things to avoid when making a visual document of our existence. Let just say this now, at the cost of getting some belligerent post about how "one sided" I am. In no way am I simply negating these faces of Arabs. We do have angry-ass militias, we do have over-sexed leaders who indulge in more prostitution than hugh hefner, and yes, we definitely have victims to tragedy that are implausible to say the least. BUT, my point is, Jackie Salloum manages to turn these faces onto themselves. At no point in the movie do you feel the stars are WEAK, in fact, you see the total opposite; a group of youth coming up through hardship and staying positive, resilient and hopeful. She also avoids the regular rhetoric of most films I have seen about the occupation. In no way is there a finger pointing session; most of the explanation is backed up by facts, political history, and a general understanding of the situation as a whole. You can tell the director, producer (shout out Rumzi) and the animation team (freehabib.com) had a good head on their shoulders and decided to, once and for all, bring truth to the light through a human story.

SLINGSHOT HIP-HOP is one of the best documentaries I have seen on Arab Hip-Hop (if not the only one) coming straight outta the P. This movie rocked! (pun intended brothers and sisters!) I look forward to more of Ms. Salloum's work and the next DAM record. Not only are these people at the forefront of changing our image, they have a perspective that by in-large is something my generation of Arab migrant share. I urge all you to go see it, enjoy it, soak it in and understand that the voice of the oppressed is legitimate, powerful and full of hope. That's definitely one thing I left the MOMA feeling. Hope.

LINKS:
slingshothiphop.com
Myspace.com/slingshothiphop
DAMpalestine.com
myspace.com/palrapperz
myspace.com/damrap
myspace.com/sdawitch
myspace.com/safaa3arapeye
freethep.com

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Monday, April 07, 2008

Slingshot Hip Hop Filmmaker Shoutout Lil ole Kabobfest at NYC Screening!

After 4 and a half years of waiting, of stalkerishly following the filmmaker's every move, of hounding her down any chance I got, of watching and re-watching the online trailer, of forwarding and re-forwarding the trailer, of blogging anything affiliated with the film's stars and pr ogres, of feeling like a nerdy Star Wars fan-all of that Luvox-necessitating obsessive fixating was somewhat normalized yesterday. Because yesterday marked the long-awaited NYC screening of Pali-American filmmaker Jackie Salloum's Sundance entry "Slingshot Hip Hop" at the MoMA (actually the second of two this past weekend). In a future post I will provide a much more expansive review of the film. So for now, all I will say is that, just like our very own Mehammed, it was all that and a bag of batata-satiating obscenely high expectations set by half a decade's worth of hungering and craving.

But for now, enjoy Abeer's (the vocals behind the chorus for DAM's "Born Here" video) post film screening singing (sorry in advance for the random head moment towards the end of the video):


Shoutout from Jackie Salloum:

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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

So Sue Me

Five Israeli reservists who took part in the incursion into and destruction of a large part of the Jenin refugee camp in 2002 are suing the maker of a documentary for making them look bad.

Jenin, Jenin director Mohammed Bakri testified that everything in the film is true. The litigants claimed that selective editing made it appear that a tank purposefully ran over a group of Palestinians.

What a joke!

Judge Michal Nadav of the Petah Tikva District Court recommended the parties reach an agreement. The claimants want 2.5 million shekels in this defamation suit. Such a flimsy suit would never fly in places with defamation laws protecting free speech.

Italian filmmakers have organized a petition in defense of Bakri. Unfortunately, Israeli and Arab artists have done very little to support him. About the Italian petition, Bakri said, "I hope that this initiative will reach the hearts of the good people of Israel. I think it sends a message to Israeli artists, who should have stood by me, not one of whom, Arab or Jew, lifted a finger."

If the reservists suffered a loss of reputation for their involvement in "Operation Defensive Shield," maybe they should sue the Israeli government for making them do it. Jenin is under occupation, and such Israeli operations against refugee resistance fighters will always be seen as a crime of occupation. The IDF is what made them look bad.

They could also sue the bulldozer operator, also a reservist, who took pride in his 75 hour rampage bringing down as many homes as he could:

No one refused an order to knock down a house. No such thing. When I was told to bring down a house, I took the opportunity to bring down some more houses; not because I wanted to - but because when you are asked to demolish a house, some other houses usually obscure it, so there is no other way. I would have to do it even if I didn't want to. They just stood in the way. If I had to erase a house, come hell or high water - I would do it. And believe me, we demolished too little. The whole camp was littered with detonation charges. What actually saved the lives of the Palestinians themselves, because if they had returned to their homes, they would blow up.
Wow, he was so concerned for the well-being of the Palestinians. Isn't that sweet? If he really cared about them, he would advocate for ending the occupation.

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The Unrecognized

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I mentioned this video (by Adalah) once before as an afterthought to this post. I am posting it again because I want to bring your attention to the awesome woman interviewed near the end of the film.

Please click here to stream the video from the Adalah site so you can actually read the subtitles.


After all of the lawyers and such who give their professional information about the situation of the Bedouin in the unrecognized villages in Israel, and all of whom speak with varying levels of proper, Modern Standard Arabic, we hear this woman. She is Amal ElSana AlH'jooj, the Director of AJEEC, The Arab-Jewish Center for Equality, Empowerment and Cooperation. She speaks with passion that would blow all the rest out of the water, and in dialect, and comes across with simultaneous rawness and eloquence regarding the most fundamental problem driving just about the entire conflict here. She is speaking of the Palestinians inside of Israel, but the sentiment applies to the whole darn thing. She hits it right on the nose:

First of all, and this is a fundamental point, the state must start changing its attitude toward Palestinian citizens of Israel. This is a difficult issue. The state must stop seeing us as a security threat. The state today sees us as a security and demographic threat.

To this day, when an Arab woman gives birth, it frightens the Israeli Interior Minister and the Israeli Foreign Minister. This is the first thing that must change.

Secondly, the state cannot consider itself a 'democratic' state in the Middle East while 72,000 of its citizens are without drinking water.

Either the state decides to be democratic with equal rights for all, or it is not democratic. If it is not democratic, then we will know how to relate to it. But Israel can't have it both ways.


In completely unrelated news, I would also like to bring your attention to my new phrase of the day: 7elli 3an 6eaz aboui. Used to express 'leave me alone.' Translates to 'get off my dad's ass.'

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Friday, February 15, 2008

Underneath the Veil

Sorry to use such a cliche title, but I did so in jest. Almost every publication about Arab women throws in the word veil.

A very nice profile of three female, Arab film directors appeared in today's Christian Science Monitor, the only somewhat worldly American newspaper. I am yet to see any of their work, but I will the first chance I get.

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Kenneth Cole Hires a Palestinian Model for the Company's New Ad Campaign!?!??!

Well, of course you know there was going to be a catch. Since Palestinians can't escape their Western-imposed politicization, it would be unfair to show a Palestinian wearing clothes without showing the other side. Apparently appearing to be politically unbiased is not just a university concern, but it's also a fashion industry concern. The Palestinian film-maker Hany Abu-Assad, famous for the Academy Awards nominated Best Foreign Film entry "Paradise Now" and Israeli film-maker Dror Shaul are featured Kenneth Cole's recently launched "Non-Uniform Thinkers" ad campaign. The slogan?

"Kenneth Cole: 25 Years of Non-uniform Thinking"
I like how a Palestinian befriending a Jews/Israel or vice versa is unconventional thinking. "Wait? You mean treat people nicely? I never thought of that-especially considering my years of hate education at "Hate Madrassa For Boys."

But it all wasn't sweet, sweet sugary attar or smooth sailing when they first met. Incidentally Hany and Dror speak about a "politically disagreement" they initially had when they first met, but "found peace" 5 minutes later. It's a shame that this dynamic can't be applied festering wound in another part of the world. I know what you're thinking: "if only the same could apply to the region." Actually, the logical transition was going to be my relationship with Hany. When "Paradise Now" screened in Los Angeles at the Director's Guild a couple of months before it's release, I happened to be on the Q&A panel with Him, a Sundance exec, and a USC director of some institute that followed the screening.

The first question asked by the moderator to the panel was what our initial reactions to the film were. I was second to last (Hany being the last to comment on his film). So, in summation, I applauded the film on it's ability to humanize a dehumanized people in the boobtube glazed eyes of average media-consuming Americans. Incidently, after roar, clapping and cheer from the packed house died down, Hany retorted with:
"I disagree. How can I (or this film) humanize Palestinians when they are already humans?"
I explained the context of the representation of Palestinians in American media, the ahistorical, sub-human, one-dimensional portrayal that invades primetime news, CNN, blockbuster movies, and front-cover stories and images. To which the all too familiar crowd of mostly Arab Americans applauded in support of countering statements. Sadly, we never did patch things up after the "political disagreement."

Maybe in the near future we will have the opportunity to make amends for a clothing line ad campaign; when Gap decides to launch their next line of "Red" T-shirts, ones like "Ti(RED)" of Arab-on-Arab Violence/Hate."

[Tarboush Tip: Diana]

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Tuesday, December 04, 2007

DC Premiere: The United States' Persecution of Dr. Sami Al-Arian


Laila Al-Arian wrote a fascinating summary full of insights about the award-winning documentary film about the “terrorism-trial” of her father, professor Sami Al-Arian. The essay, written for the Huffington Post, is an intimate review of USA vs. Al-Arian. Kudos to Huffington Post for running it.

If you live in or near Washington DC, you can see the film Wednesday, December 5th with a panel discussion after the film.

From the film's blurb:

“USA vs Al-Arian” is a disturbing film on freedom of speech in post 9/11 America and political persecution. The film follows the arrest and trial of Sami Al-Arian, an Arab-American university professor accused of supporting a terrorist organization abroad. For two and a half years Dr. Al-Arian was held in solitary confinement, denied basic privileges and given limited access to his attorneys. The film is an intimate family portrait documenting how a tight-knit family unravels before our very eyes as trial preparations, strategy and media spin consume their lives. Norwegian director Line Halvorsen has made a damning portrait of the case focusing on the trial’s emotional toll. This is a nightmare come to life, as a man is prosecuted for his beliefs rather than his actions.
The film presents the direct testimony of jurors who recounted the pressure they received from prosecutors, as well as the general emptiness of the charges. Ron, a juror, said, "We decided that there was no evidence. It wasn't that it was weak or poorly constructed. It just wasn't there. Political beliefs, personal beliefs, social beliefs, but I saw no evidence of anybody doing anything that they were accused of."

Al-Arian's story is ultimately about the excess and lunacy of a war on terror that criminalizes political activity to the detriment of the First Amendment and the Israelization of American law -- he was never accused of anti-American activities, just anti-Israeli terrorist organizing. So now America's in the business of sacrificing the First Amendment for Israeli security. How comforting.

See the event's website

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Monday, December 03, 2007

Alf Mabrouk To Jackie!

Not only did homegirl finish the much anticipated documentary on the Palestinian hip hop scene entitled "Slingshot Hip Hop," but out of the record-breaking 3,624 submissions, Jackie Salloum's film was one of the 64 selected to be shown in 2008's Sundance Film Festival in January.

Hopefully, this will hold you over until then:


As for now, instead of twiddling our thumbs while we wait for a distributor to bring the film to our respective cities, I say we organize a KABOBvan trip out to Mormon land to show our support.

How does DC to Michigan (for old-time's sake-but, this time, Will, you can be sandwiched by two hormonal Arab men) to Utah sound? If we are lucky, we might be blessed with another Ann Coulter sighting!!!

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Monday, October 29, 2007

O Jerusalem? Oh Puh-leez!!

Hands down – O Jerusalem is the absolute worst movie of 2007. And yes, I’m taking Norbit, Blades of Glory, and even Oriental Riders #3 into account.


The script is ass, the casting is bogus, and in regards to their acting - I've seen donkeys fake better orgasms than that. Seriously folks, you'd be better off staying home and conducting a self-circumcision than shelling out nine bucks for this hershey-squirt of a film.

To begin with, it's horribly Zio-centric. For a story that aims to be "told from the alternating viewpoints of the Jews, Arabs and Brits," it sure spends a disproportionate amount of time developing the humanity of its Jewish characters - at the expense of "Arabs and Brits" (who apparently have a 1:2345 ratio of people with reason and morality).

But that's not even what irks me the most. After all, I know better than to expect a major theater to play a non-biased movie about Israel (Paradise Now being the only exception - with limited engagements, of course). But given the film's synopsis, which claims to “meticulously re-create the historic struggle surrounding the creation of the State of Israel in 1948,” I did - at the very least - expect a movie devoid of historical fabrications (lies of omission, however, are a given in Hollywood - aaaaand, interestingly enough, Israel).

Who knows, maybe Elie Chouraqui (producer/writer/director) doesn't know the meaning of "meticulous." Hell, I get paid to write and just learned what "gynoplasty" means - so it could happen. Just in case, here's what Dictionary.com defines it as:

me•tic•u•lous [muh-tik-yuh-luh s] – adjective – Taking or showing extreme care about minute details; precise; thorough: a meticulous craftsman; meticulous personal appearance.
Phhhheeew! Now that we've got that cleared up, allow me to share with you some of the many things that are NOT meticulous about this film:

  • Dressing inner-city Arabs as wretched goat herders during the British occupation – when in reality they wore shirts and ties – is not meticulous.
  • Recreating 1948’s Jerusalem as a chicken-shack/donkey village – though it was a huge and pretty modern city for its time – is not meticulous.
  • Neglecting to mention why Palestinians and other Arabs were against partition, making it seem as though they were just selfish Jew-hating bastards – is not meticulous.
  • Portraying the Irgun as a terrorist organization, but passing the Haganah off as a force of moral soldiers – is not meticulous.
  • Re-creating King Abdullah's palace as a mere tent in the Jordanian desert – is not meticulous.
  • Asserting that King Abdullah was a proponent of Zionism for the sole reason of fulfilling Muslim prophecy (???) - is not meticulous.
  • Claiming that Irgun terrorists felt so sorry for what they did at Deir Yassin that they gave up arms and apologized to the Haganah - is not meticulous.
  • Scripting a Jordanian soldiers/Haganah henchman hug-fest after a cease fire was established - is not meticulous.
And believe me - the list does go on. In fact, some of the fabrications, subplots, and story-lines are so ridiculous that I couldn't stop laughing during the film's saddest and most heartfelt moments. For instance, when the lead Jewish character offers his dying love-interest a cigarette and she refuses because it's Shabbat - but had no problem picking up an Uzi and gunning down a whole slew of Arabs just moments before… now that's fucking hilarious!!

Seriously - historical fiction is one thing, but when a story is grounded in an alternative universe's past… that's just plain ol' fiction. O Jerusalem is liberal-Zionist (yes, an oxymoron) propaganda at its best! I advise you only watch it if you're constipated and need incentive to shit.

(Special thanks to Sharen, Dunia, Samar, and Chaim for their input in writing this review)

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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Film: "Terror's Advocate"



Interesting review from The Daily Dish:

I watched Barbet Schroeder's new documentary on Jacques Verges over the weekend. If you enjoy watching films that do not insult the intelligence and have a clear moral backbone without engaging in moral grandstanding, you'll get a lot out of this film. Verges - adored by many of the interviewees - emerges as a monster of a kind - a proud supporter of the murder of innocents for political purposes. The film doesn't flinch from this - and the horrifying calm of Verges as he responds to questions about his close connections to former Nazis and the international terrorist, Carlos, is the riveting performance of a sociopath.

But what it also reveals is that terrorism itself - especially in its modern variety - is rooted in the deepest sense of indignity and dishonor that afflicts many cultures reduced to servility by colonialism or indigenous pathologies. Verges' profound anger from growing up in the developing world and righteous resistance to the French occupation of Algeria fuels his career of defending evil in the courtroom. You can see in this movie how violence begets more violence, how evil propels more evil, and how easy it is in advancing a cause to become morally corrupted by anger. A legal defense of terrorists is necessary; but a defense that also celebrates the guilty is one that tips over into evil as well. In our current war, we have to somehow retain a balance between acknowledging the evil of the enemy, while never losing sight of our own moral vulnerability as well. This requires constant self-assessment and unending self-awareness. It's not easy. And this film reminds us of how hard it is.

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Sunday, September 30, 2007

The Bubble, a Film by Eytan Fox


I've just returned from seeing Israeli director Eytan Fox's new film The Bubble. You may have heard of his previous films Walk on Water, and Yossi and Jagger, which has been ridiculed in a previous posting on this site (I thought that snow cavorting scene, notwithstanding the problematic Lebanese backdrop, was very sweet!). A hugely popular director in Israel with a lot of crossover success, Fox's films have been getting increasingly political on the Palestinian issue. From an absent enemy status in Yossi and Jagger, to the introduction of a major Arab character in Walk on Water (Yousef Sweid, who plays the role of Ashraf in The Bubble), to finally tackling the conflict head on in this film.

The plot recounts the story of an Israeli reservist disgusted with the occupation, who notices Ashraf the Palestinian love interest being degraded at a checkpoint. Their lives intersect again in Tel Aviv, where Ashraf escapes to for work. He becomes part of the Israeli leftists social circle, before political events and murder in the West Bank drive events toward a fiery climax. Eytan Fox is openly gay and makes many connections between the oppressed status of homosexuals and Palestinians. He is a critic of the violent culture of masculinity which he believes, much like the Lebanese scholar Evelyn Accad, to be responsible for war in general.

The film, which tackles the subject of Israeli-Palestinian relationships, indulges in many of the clichés one would expect: cultural relativity, Arab wedding fading into Israeli beach ecstacy rave, tears followed by sex, and finally, whowuddathunkit?!, a suicide bombing. But beyond this, the film makes many important and sometimes touching statements: about the impermeability of cultures that paradoxically causes enemies to love each other more, about the naiveté of peace movements and how they get crushed, about wounded masculinity and what it must do to avenge itself. This last theme is one that was tread in Paradise Now (which I though was infinitely inferior to Divine Intervention, the only Palestinian art-house film worthy of the name!), what with the main character having to atone for his deceased father's collaboration and dishonor via the most forceful of methods. Homosexuals in Israel and Palestine are not assumed to be of the same kind, and much time is spent telling, without judgment, how each negotiates their own space.

Of course the film won't pass a radicalism test, but I think it's notable already for the stir it's caused in Israel and the connections it makes between machismo and war, in a way that doesn't subsume gender to nation or vice versa, but shows how one is integral to the other. The film is called The Bubble in reference to the bubbles that many bystanders to conflict find themselves in, capable only of seeing and caring about what's inside their sphere.

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Saturday, September 22, 2007

"The Kingdom": Film Review


After a student-group-sponsored, free, advanced screening of "The Kingdom" at my school, my friend who attended the viewing with me and I decided to write up our own reviews of the film to anchor the effusive criticisms that poured out of mouths like a broken faucet...lest we find ourselves in hours upon hours of arm-chair philosophizing. I mean we grad students for reals yo! We got over 1000 pages of dense, overly-pontifical writing to comb through per week and we have been trained to run our mouths for hours upon hours!

So, we went into the film deseperately clinging to every ounce of childlike optimism we had left bodies, hoping that damaging and stereotypical imagery in the trailer didn't necessary constitute a damaging, stereotypical film. Unfortunately, our hopes died in the cinematic cemetary of warm-hearted idealism within the first minute of this eeriely-reminiscent of "Delta Force" action-drama. Here is my friend "Abu Mack" (that's right, his name does mean "Mack Daddy")review, mine will be posted shortly:


"Delta Force IV"

"The Kingdom", the new Saudi-Arabia-we-explain-it-all action flick, from the first few seconds of the preview: a condensed panorama of minarets, missiles, angry brown eyes, and falcons, always falcons. This movie, which should be called Delta Force IV: is plain evidence that the business of entertaining America has not moved beyond Chuck Norris and Not Without My Daughter. I thought we all had agreed these were cultural embarrassments never to be repeated again? Even the worst mistakes deserve a sequel I guess.

Basically, the movie is a Middle Eastern Studies grad student's wet dream paper topic. The symbolism is so clumsy it knocks you unconscious with a club foot: the most innocuous arabs are the ones you should fear the most (24), you can never tell the good arabs from the bad arabs, the only good arab is the one who kills his own people with impunity. American military and civilian bases in Saudi Arabia are ahistorical apparitions that are good and wholesome, like baseball/ Saudi Arabia has a dark, evil history full of malice and oblique camera angles. Arabs don't know what technology is and need America to help them sort out their own internal problems. And the most parano-hygienic people on the planet are dirty, sweaty monkeys at the end of the day.

At least it was a university screening which I didn't have to pay for, meaning I could complain without funding anything objectionable, conscience clear. The sound quality was terrible, running every racist double entendre through an echo chamber until it was a triple or quadruple entendrementendre. A fratboy in the row in front of me kept floating taco farts our way. And during the most brutal, video-game, dehumanizing scenes of America-on-Arab violence, the COLUMBIA student audience cheered with glee. When the mopy, mouse-like Jennifer Garner, in a sweeping gesture of imperial feminism, drove a dagger into the crotch of a Saudi fundamentalist-- after a sensuous brawl that resoundingly drove home the point that domestic violence is a staple of arab lands-- the students yelled as if a touch-down had been scored. Where? not in this flop of a movie. I was reminded of Noam Chomsky's words about spectator sports and mass entertainment preparing a nation for war. It's so interesting, with American moviemaking, how the women characters are portrayed as soggy wet blankets (the emotional cores of films), who commit violence out of an always "defensive" mother instinct, who stick by their fallen husbands, take mercy on the innocent bystanders, just as they obliterate a whole section of the same society aged 18-35 and male. And Jamie Foxx, as the irreproachable black athlete-hero, whispers vengefully to an American victim, "I'm going to kill them all", he allows all the personal and political capital he generated in his previous, progressive films, to cloak the inhuman message of this movie behind the impenetrable barrier of race.
Please make sure this movie goes straight to video, preferably Saudi bootleg.

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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Driving To ZigZigland Trailer

Apparently this is not a movie about driving in the un-lined streets of Damascus, like the title would lead one to believe:



For more info on the film check out the website here.

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Tuesday, June 12, 2007

One-Two-Three Dutch Punch Leaves Israel Wobbly

If it were not for the Palestinians sharing some of the brunt, Israel’s entire rage and fury would have poured of the Dutch the last few days. Israel took a few hits from the Dutch this week the left them smashed, and none of them was off a joint.

Two days ago, the Netherlands defeated Israel in the opener game of European Football finals under-21. It would have been OK had things stopped here.

Dutch Foreign Minister is currently on a Middle East tour, in which he plans to express his countries interest in playing a more active role in a real peace process between Palestinians and Israelis that is potentially to be a focal point in the future. This sort of external meddling is usually frowned upon by the Israelis unless it is window dressing from Washington.

But there is more to the story, a letter signed by major Dutch figures indicated what direction that role would go, should the government respect the will of its people, much to the dislike and dismay of the Jewish state. The group of 52 senior figures, politicians, and parliamentarians, including former prime minister and foreign minister demanded that their government recognize Hamas and “apply more pressure against Israel, to restore the international community's credibility.”

Dutch politicians, I reckon, know the history of the conflict, and understand its current realities, and that is not only because of the revealing documentary broadcast on Dutch TV on the 40th anniversary of the 1967 war presented in the two clips below. The 13-minute documentary exposes the revisionist history narrated by Israel and propagated by western media (Peter Jennings called it waster media was cheering on Israeli troops) through a Dutch UN observer.

When reached for a comment, Anti-defamation League’s feisty cat, Abe Foxman, declared June as the Dutch Anti-Semitism month…

Part 1

Part 2


Now can you guess what was going through this mind writing this piece? Why do we have three interchangeable words from that place/nationality: Holland, Netherlands, Dutch?
Here is a theory of how they may have originated: Once stoned, one may ask:
-Hey, where are we, man?
-Eeeeeehhhh, Netherlands?
-Hey, man, there is a hole in this couch?
-Oh, Holland, man.
-Hey man, you know what they call Germany in German, man?

If you think this dialogue is silly, you should know it sounds a lot funnier in Dutch, especially if you’ve been smoking, also remember the words of Michael Kelso from That 70s Show, paraphrased: “Man, when we’re in the circle, we come up with these great ideas, but they all sound dumb afterwards.”

Nabeel, as KABOBfest's resident horticulturalist, do you have any thoughts on the latter part of the post?

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Monday, June 11, 2007

A World Apart Within 15 Minutes

A short film by young Palestinian filmmaker Enas Muthaffar.



It was referenced in the New York Times article Israel and the price of blindness on May 27th:

Jerusalem - A three-minute Palestinian movie says what needs to be said about estrangement and violence in the Middle East. It features a woman driving around Jerusalem asking for directions to the adjacent West Bank town of Ramallah. She is met by dismay, irritation, blank stares and near panic from Israelis.

The documentary, called "A World Apart Within 15 Minutes" and directed by Enas Muthaffar, captures the psychological alienation that has intensified in recent years and left Israelis and Palestinians worlds apart, so alienated from each other that a major Palestinian city has vanished from Israelis' mental maps.

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Monday, December 04, 2006

More on the Grounded Imams

'U.S. Airways regrets hiring Samuel Jackson as head of