Heres a tough question: Do you judge Nate Parkers The Birth of a Nation as a film, or put the man behind it on trial as a former student at Penn State in 1999 who was accused of raping an 18-year-old woman a crime for which he was acquitted. Ill leave the playing God stuff to social media, where it thrives, and stick to whats onscreen which, by any standard, is a monumental achievement.
The Birth of a Nation is a passion project for Parker, who labored for seven years to gather the $10 million it took to get this hot potato on the screen. Parker (Beyond the Lights, Arbitrage, The Great Debaters), gives a great elemental performance as Nat Turner, a Virginia-born slave and Baptist preacher who led a 1831 slave rebellion the bloodiest in U.S. history that left 60 slaveowners and family members slaughtered, mostly with axes and knives. In retaliation, 200 blacks were butchered. Violence hits like a gut punch in Nation, a title Parker boldly reclaims from the 1915 silent screen Civil War epic in which director D.W. Griffith made heroes of Ku Klux Klansmen. As director, writer, producer and star, Parker his nations birth from a black perspective. A surge of righteous indignation courses through the film until all howling hell breaks loose. Its a stupendous directing debut for an artist who is unflinching in his portrait of a black America pushed to the limit, with the outcome still in play.
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Parker wisely builds his film, from a story he co-wrote withJean Celestin, like a gathering storm. We meet Nat as a child, played by Tony Espinosa, the best friend of the white boy, Samuel Turner (Griffin Freeman), who will grow up to be his master at the cotton plantation owned by the Turner family, from which Nat adopts his surname. Samuels mother, Elizabeth (a fully committed Penelope Ann Miller), even teaches Nat to read, mostly the Bible, nothing that will put dangerous ideas in his head. Or so she thinks. As adults, Nat and Samuel, the latter played with glints of moral complexity by Armie Hammer, share confidences, but nothing that questions the absolute supremacy of the slave owner. Nat is savvy enough to persuade Samuel to buy Cherry (the excellent Aja Naomi King), a young slave stripped down by an auctioneer to up her price. She will later become Nats wife and the mother of their daughter.
The shift of balance in Nats relationship with his master comes when Samuel, at the behest of the unscrupulous Rev. Walthall (Mark Boone Jr.),hires out Nat to preach to slaves on neighboring plantations, using the Bible to teach black subservience. Its here that Parker lets the dawning realization of horror anchor in Nats eyes. Nat sees shocking evidence of sadism, including a brutally graphic scene of a slave, on a hunger strike, getting his teeth knocked out and having food shoved down his throat. Another slave (Colman Domingo) watches his bride (Gabrielle Union) being handed off to a white man for a nights pleasure. And when Cherry suffers a similar fate at the hands of plantation foreman Raymond Cobb (an fiercely scary Jackie Earle Haley), Nat feels something snap.
Ironically, Nat finds justification for revolt is the Bible he once used to drill in the lesson of black compliance: Ive been following the Lord a long time, Nat tells his flock. Im going back through his words with new eyes. For every verse they use to support our bondage, theres another demanding our freedom? Parker does not go soft on the carnage. He wants to rub it our faces the way Nat did. Other films have taken on the blight of slavery, most recently in the reflective agony of Steve McQueens Oscar-winning 12 Years a Slave and in the surreal explosion of Quentin Tarantinos Django Unchained. But Parker throws the knockout punch as people are killed for no reason at all but being black, a statement that resonates across todays headlines and gives Parkers landmark film the heat of a history thats still being written.
The Birth of a Nation is shot in Georgia by camera wizard Elliot Davis with a blend of light and shadow that makes the past come palpably alive. Is it without flaw? No. Parker shares the indulgences of many a first-time filmmaker who throws everything he can at the screen, and Nats religious visions, weird portents that his mother (Aunjanue Ellis) warns him against, are crudely visualized. Too many characters come and go without being fully developed; Henry Jackmans score pushes when it needs to subtly persuade. Strange Fruit, a song written in the 1930s to protest lynchings of blacks, is sung by Nina Simone over an image of a black child hanging from a tree while a butterfly flutters near his chest. Sure, its too much. But, in a multiplex dominated by play-it-safe formula, its hard not to cheer Parker for his exultant belief that maybe, just maybe, a movie can change things. Besides, the overreaching pales next to what Parker has accomplished a movie of potent provocation and surging humanity that ranks with the years best.
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