What had me CRUNK for this…
I didn’t grow up a Cowboy movie fan. Now my POPS? He is the old school, popcorn, drink and couple of westerns. He doesn’t need anything else; he is GOOD. As a kid, I was a bopper for the Lone Ranger. Masked up? Helping the Natives? (My GREAT Grandmother was full-blood Cherokee so you know I was hooked!) To this day, I’m down with a masked vigilante, riding solo, treating everything and everyone with an insane amount of respect. When I got to college and realized that he (the LONE RANGER) was black? It was on. I spent time finding more Black heroes of the Western era but it didn’t hold my attention. The stories did but I was done with them all. Until THIS movie hit. Suddenly, it all came rushing back.
How the plot came together…
I had no idea what a masterpiece this was. The difficulty of weaving a story that could hold all these complex characters must have crazy FUN. I mean it too. In essence, you are taking controversial and intimately racist/prejudiced stories of Black people, picking the pieces that interest you, and building a fantasy of your imagination. There is no need to handcuff your plot to the truth because so little is known. The only acceptable fact among any of the researched biographies is that all were considered “tough as nails” people. Whether on the side of right or wrong, these individuals struggled to accept the “routine life” and operated as outlaws.