{"id":23901,"date":"2022-10-28T11:21:32","date_gmt":"2022-10-28T18:21:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/occupysf.net\/?p=23901"},"modified":"2022-10-28T11:21:33","modified_gmt":"2022-10-28T18:21:33","slug":"occupy-the-cinema-till-and-the-enduring-demand-for-justice","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/occupysf.net\/index.php\/2022\/10\/28\/occupy-the-cinema-till-and-the-enduring-demand-for-justice\/","title":{"rendered":"OCCUPY THE CINEMA: TILL AND THE ENDURING DEMAND FOR JUSTICE"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

FRI, 10\/28\/2022 – BY\u00a0BILL ARCENEAUX<\/a> (Occupy.com)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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There are at least two faces in Chinonye Chukwu’s Till<\/em> that I expect will stay with me forever. Both belong to Emmett Till, the 14-year-old black teen who was killed in a lynching more than 60 years ago. Living in flashes of time that are slowed to a disquieting pitch, Till is represented best by Emmett\u2019s expressions, both in death and in life, and in how people reacted to them \u2013 from his loving mother to the hate-filled white murderers who kidnapped him. And it\u2019s in these expressions and reactions that the film will stay, for me and hopefully for other viewers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the opening scene, Mamie Till is driving her son Emmett to a department store, both of them singing to the radio along the way. The camera points up at them, from the floorboard, moving from one to the other, giving a rich glimpse of their relationship and their love, as light comes through the car and shines from behind. At the end of the scene, Mamie\u2019s expression goes from cheeriness to concern in a slow flash. It\u2019s almost as if she\u2019s having a premonition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Resting primarily on the sheer will of Mamie, played in the film by Danielle Deadwyler, Till plays as no standard biopic fare, nor as a piece of exploitation taking a real story of real pain for cheap tears. Comparisons can and should be drawn to Ava DuVernay\u2019s Selma, another powerhouse of a production; the civil and voting rights fight at that movie\u2019s center couldn\u2019t have happened when and how it did without Mamie Till\u2019s demand for justice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That demand would only come back around earlier this year when a federal anti-lynching bill \u2013 named after Emmett Till \u2013 finally passed Congress and was signed into law, a fact that\u2019s pointed out in bold letters at the end of the film. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jalyn Hall, as Emmett Till, is the one whose expressiveness I\u2019ll forever associate with this film. The first example of this comes in the form of Till\u2019s lifeless body, revealed in shocking detail for how he was brutalized and beaten. The image is at an angle and obscured a little, but the impression is as clear as daylight. Mamie requests an open-casket funeral, after what is surely Till\u2019s most devastating sequence. It\u2019s hard to watch, and must only have been unimaginably harder for the real life Mamie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But that is not the sole face of the film that I take with me. This too belongs to Hall\u2019s representation of Emmett when he boards his train to Mississippi. He looks back at his mother, smiling and waving goodbye, with wide eyes and the widest possible smile. Hall brings a bright, happy-go-lucky spirit to a film with horror at its center, speaking to the director\u2019s commitment to start from, and end in, a place of joy. There\u2019s sadness and trauma throughout Till, but also there\u2019s this light \u2013 literally and figuratively felt \u2013 that shines on Mamie, on Emmett, and on the team of black activists that join the fight for justice (including one Medgar Evers, whose appearance made me smile and cry).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Till is not a film of torture and death but, as its filmmaker has clearly stated in interviews, the movie is concerned with life and joy, and returns to those two from unimaginable trauma. The murder of Emmett is never shown on screen, and rightfully so; only his kidnapping is confronted and some far off noises are heard. It would be a massive challenge for anyone to move forward with this story and include such detailed horror from the start, but Chukwu manages the task by concentrating on Mamie\u2019s observations and feelings. From Emmett\u2019s train departure to Mamie\u2019s return home, it\u2019s all told from the mother\u2019s perspective; the body identification, the press and media, the meeting with black activists, and the trial in Mississippi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Deadwyler is transcendent in her stoic and statement-making performance. Sure, it\u2019s bolstered and strengthened by director Chukwu\u2019s style, but only because she observed something deeper in Deadwyler\u2019s Mamie. This depth can best be seen in the courtroom scenes, where Mamie is preyed upon by Mississippi law officials who are attempting to intimidate and humiliate her. On the record, she testifies as to her son\u2019s identification, and is then cross-examined with irrelevant questions that are meant to make her upset. Deadwyler doesn\u2019t hold back Mamie\u2019s disgust for what\u2019s happening, but balances those emotions with her chin up and her soul-piercing eyes staring straight ahead. She\u2019s an absolute force of nature.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Unquestionably memorable, Till breaks the traditional biopic mold through perspective and persistence by way of a mother\u2019s journey. Any deviation to other characters would have been mere diversions that brought generic broadness to what should be a personal story. A movie that starts and ends with a smile, in spite of everything that occurs in between, isn\u2019t just one director\u2019s attempt to create a work that gets seen by as many people as possible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It also makes a point about what we, as humans, allow ourselves to feel about each other. An expression like that is worth more than the price of a ticket.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

RATING: 4\/5<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

Bill Arceneaux is an independent film critic from New Orleans. Follow him on Twitter at @billreviews and subscribe to his newsletter at www.moviegoing.rocks<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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