They do. They just suck. They’re the worst.
I love escapist fantasy narratives that deal with them getting their comeuppance. And that’s all I really expected out of The Black Klansman. I thought I’d see some bigots dying and other than that I had relatively low expectations.
I was blown away. The film, created in 1966, is brilliantly crafted, perfectly paced, and surprisingly artfully written. It centers on a Hollywood entertainer who travels back to the south to seek revenge on a gang of Klu Klux Klan members after they murder his child. In an amazing twist, due to his skin being light skinned enough, he infiltrates the Klan and well… does the whole revenge thing.
That’s not what make the Black Klansman so interesting. That’s only one story in the film. There’s also an African American mobster type who the locals hire to kill some known KKK members. In addition to this, our protagonist is also dating a white woman who becomes central to film’s message.
The film is a swirling manifesto of tolerance and multi cultural pride. Calling the film progressive would be doing it a disservice. It’s downright militantly futurist.
The film works as both a race relations narrative and as an exciting action film. Christening it a Blaxploitation film is utterly incorrect. It’s film about the human condition and about the primal fear that we all must overcome.