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So there was this one time that I ‘blacked
up’ one of my close chums for a short movie that we were making. It was nothing
offensive though before you jump to any conclusions, as all I wanted him to do
was to walk around town like a bad
motherfucker. Okay- looking back, maybe this wasn't in the best of taste but I
can swear that there was no hate involved and we were much younger at the time.
It's hard to judge what's socially acceptable when you're only a mere
twenty-one years old. Anyway, the walk to the set involved a brief journey
along the main road where my friend suddenly became infected with a sort of
strange, hysterical confidence. Seeing the ridiculousness of the situation, the
cars driving past began to beep and wave causing him to respond accordingly by
aiming his guns and pretending to shoot. Did I mention he had guns? No? Well he
did! Politically, 2009 was a different time so please don't judge us by your
modern standards. Anyway so we filmed the scene, hid from the police and then
went home safe in the knowledge that we'd had a productive day. I asked my
friend if he could sum up his experience of mingling with the public whilst in
disguise in one word to which he replied “fucking weird”. Technically that was
two words, but you know... who’s going to argue with a white guy that thinks
he's fucking Shaft.