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Actors: David Harrington, John Sherba,
Jeffrey Zeigler, Dan Dutt
Directors: Paul D. Miller (DJ Spooky That Subliminal
Kid)
Format: Color, DVD-Video, Widescreen, NTSC
Language: English
Region: Region 1 (U.S. and Canada only. Read more about
DVD formats.)
Aspect Ratio: 1.78:1
Number of discs: 1
Rating: NR (Not Rated)
Studio: Starz / Anchor Bay
DVD Release Date: November 4, 2008
Run Time: 100 minutes
Film Review by Kam Williams
Excellent (4 stars)
Listen,
if it’s okay in the world of pop music for DJs to remix snippets
of classic songs in order to rap over them, why shouldn’t a
hip-hop era filmmaker be able to do the same thing with an old
movie, especially if its copyright is expired and its now part
of the public domain? That’s precisely what we’re dealing with
in the case of Rebirth of a Nation, a sophisticated overhaul of
D.W. Griffith’s Birth of a Nation. That controversial silent
flick from 1915 is frequently credited with setting the tone for
the persistence of lynchings and other forms of oppression and
intimidation of blacks during the 20th Century up until the
triumph of the Civil Rights Movement.
Where the original movie was unabashedly racist, filmmaker
Paul Miller, aka DJ Spooky, now cleverly turns that tribute to
intolerance on its head by adding his own running commentary
exposing Griffith’s bigoted agenda. Spooky explains how he had
manipulated reality via an array of images designed to distort
the truth. For example, there’s a Mammy in the movie still
serving her master who calls a free African-American arriving on
the plantation “black trash” before kicking him in the butt
with, “Dem free [N-words] f’um de N’of sho’ crazy.”
Generally, Griffith depicted any blacks who weren’t
subservient to whites as savages in need of taming by any means
necessary. Hence, his championing the Ku Klux Klan’s coming to
the defense of Caucasian females whom he suggested were suddenly
damsels-in-distress due to lascivious emancipated blacks
celebrating the legalization of mixed marriages.
As augmented by DJ Spooky’s rectifying voiceover, I found
myself actually enjoying Griffith’s creepy picture for the first
time. Ironically, if this remix has a mild failing, it’s in its
subdued, ethereal soundtrack, which plays more like a Philip
Glass modern classical score than the urban-oriented fare one
might expect ala Puffy, Common, DMX or 50 Cent.
Can Spooky’s version of Gone with the Wind be far behind,
edited so that Rhett Butler and the rest of the Rebels get
exactly what they deserve?