I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes and thinking about Oscar. I thought about all the Oscars I have seen or known.I pray for all the young black men I know especially my two teenaged black grandsons--- Please, Lord protect them as they move in these desperate times. Please protect them and have them to know you. I have never been to a theater where after the feature, everyone emerged from the theater in dead silence, some crying, others with sad faces-some with the look of horror, not even talking about the movie. until they got to their cars. It was a powerful. gripping retelling. I thought the performances by Michael and Olivia were worthy of some kind of awards whether they are nominated or not. Movies with these kinds of gripping reality never get nominated--They always pick some kind of English romance,, or French novel! I'm just wondering whether this film will be released in Chicago and New York. Anyway, I want to congratulate the writers and producers.
Review of Fruitvale Station
