I can’t even believe what I’m reading right now. Guess what? Art does not get to exist in a vacuum. It is inextricably one with the society in which it is formed. As such, movies set in the Civil Rights Era that do not address the complexities of that time, which set themselves up as white savior films and ignore harsh realities in favor of making everyone feel good that we are not in that time—which pat themselves on the back for giving black women meaty roles when those roles are still as the white characters’ maids—deserve to be called shallow and hollow and offensive, because they trivialize a terrible and dehumanizing experience in favor of letting Emma Stone prance around with a bad Southern accent, rescuing Viola Davis with the power of her white person words. (via cartographies)
Look Neha we just need to learn to shut up about shit and get happy with the maid roles we’re giving in films even if the actresses themselves express discontent!
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