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Bite Me, Oprah

The Great Debaters / Dustin Rowles

God Damnit. I had every intention of hating The Great Debaters. After a week of motherfucking holiday cheer, all I wanted to do was rip into a movie, bust a knuckle on its ass — if I couldn’t expunge a season’s worth of butter, flour, and oil (we do it Southern style here, bitches) in a couple of hours, the least I could do was rid my system of all the profanity and bitterness that I’ve had to hold back in front of grandma and born-again Aunt Bertha for the last … eternity, right? And what better target than a feel-good, inspirational, kick-in-the-back-of-your-throat, palm-to-the-bridge-of-your-nose slickly sentimental, overwrought, plucky-underdog film produced by the most powerful woman on the goddamn face of the Earth? Fuck Oprah. And fuck the dumbest name for a film since Sorority House Massacre 2: Nightie Nightmare. I mean, c’mon: The Great Debaters? There’s not an English speaking 14-year-old boy in the free world who doesn’t titter every time he hears that title. There’s a West Virginian, trailer-park asshole with plumber’s ass who smells like testicle sweat reaching beneath his two-sizes to small blue jeans right now yelling at his TV screen: “I’ll show you the Master of Bating right now, bro.”

But hell if that asshole Forest Whitaker didn’t weaken my defenses just enough so that Denzel Washington could squeeze into my buttressed, caked-on soul and free my heart from the clutches of seasonal cholesterol disorder™ and cheer fatigue. And now the only person I can hate in this equation is myself for allowing Oprah and her subliminal mind-control to win me over with a feel good story when all I want to do is feel miserable. Solipsistic bitch. How dare you rouse me from my anti-revelry with bromidic crowd pleaser. I loathe you for your ability to attach great dramatic talent to a stirring, though formulaic, film about subjugated African-Americans in the Jim Crow South overcoming insurmountable social and political obstacles to become the first-black debate team to take on the reigning debate champions, Harvard, and actually defeat them. Oh, sure: It’s movie we’ve seen scores of times now — Glory Road and Remember the Titans to name just two, but you knew that white and black folks alike fall for that David and Goliath, underdog bullshit every time, didn’t you? Yeah, you did: That’s why you exploited us, isn’t it Oprah? This isn’t about making a film with a talented ensemble of actors, an inspirational storyline, and a positive social message, is it? It’s about abusing us — taking our money in exchange for a moderately entertaining two hours and leaving us verklempt and slightly uplifted, isn’t it? You harlot. You business-savvy, wench. I hate you and everything you stand for — well, except for racial equality and all that philanthropy, but you know what I mean. Don’t you? Take your feel-good, bullshit movie and shove it up your ass, lady — I mean, after I’ve already seen it and derived all the pleasure I’m going to get out of it.

Whatever.

So, yeah: I’ll begrudgingly admit that The Great Debaters, despite its title, despite its formulism, and despite the foul presence of megalomaniacal evil lurking in the background, is a pretty decent film. Not that I’m happy about that because I really was looking forward to hating on it. But it’s hard to do when there is so much earnestness involved, when it’s so well-intentioned, and when Denzel Washington adds some gravitas, both from behind and in front of the camera, to an otherwise mediocre storyline and, in doing so, strips the formula from some of its clichés while enlivening some of the others. It’s as predictable as any sports movie, but it’s no less satisfying than some of the better ones. And it’s hard not to appreciate speechifying when it’s orchestrated by two of the best speechifyers in the business (Denzel and Forest Whitaker), along with a decent assemblage of up-and-coming talent, especially Nate Parker and Jurnee Smollett, who are a … er … holiday treat to watch (oh, fuck you) .

Based on a true story (oh, aren’t they all now?), Melvin Tolson (Washington) is the debate coach (and future poet) at a small black college in Marshall, Texas. He recruits Henry Lowe (Parker), Samantha Booke (Smollett), and James Farmer, Jr. (Denzel Whitaker — no relation, but wow! what a fortunate name) to make up his team, which does what teams do in these first-black _____ movies do, namely quote from great African-American figures, overcome racial segregation, oppression, and the threat of lynching to win the big game/trophy. Here, the b-plot involves Tolson’s own involvement in unionizing the sharecroppers, which — along with a lynching the team witnesses (and which was witnessed, in real life by Farmer, Jr. — yeah, that James Farmer, Jr.) — makes up the setbacks one expects in the traditional formula.

It’s all predictable as hell, the tears flow a little too freely, the camera lingers a little too long, there isn’t a goddamn ounce of originality in the whole thing, and clearly the notion of subtlety is about as alien as Oprah appears underneath those three inches of plastic and cosmetics, but you know what? It works. It works because Denzel Washington has a magnetic screen presence; it works because it’s a fascinating story (dramatic liberties and all); and it works because it’s meaty, well-executed, and it never soft-pedals the racism with Disneyfied Motown hits or sympathetic white characters. But most of all, it works because it’s a good film. And fuck Oprah for forcing it on me during my weak mental state.

Dustin Rowles is the publisher of Pajiba. He lives with his wife and son in Ithaca, New York. You may email him, or leave a comment below.


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Comments

lol @ dustin fried movies

Posted by: lol at December 27, 2007 4:53 PM

Sounds like Denzel saved another already-done story.

Posted by: chza at December 27, 2007 4:58 PM

Well if Denzel doesn't warm the cockles of your soul then perhaps you never had one, I always say.

Posted by: Mella at December 27, 2007 5:07 PM

but this time of year I really cling to my "intellectual-specialness" and a Scotch to weather all the tinsel and tack!

rental.

Posted by: eskiimomo at December 27, 2007 5:10 PM

This review so perfectly sums up my feeling on the movie. I went to the NY premiere all ready to snag some free food and booze and then leave early once the movie got too schmaltzy. But damn if the movie didn't suck me in.

Posted by: Faye at December 27, 2007 5:11 PM

Dustin you done fucked up everything, I was up all night writing and re-writing my hate filled rebuttal of your review of this movie. I was hoping and praying you would give this movie a bad review so I would have some shit to complain about, thanks for nothing Dustin.

Posted by: Pookie at December 27, 2007 5:19 PM

So, in other words:

In a year where the most technically successful light-hearted film was an indie comedy oozing with hipsterness about teen pregnancy, Oprah may have produced her way to a Best Picture nomination at the Oscars?

Son of a bitch.

And I want to see it so bad it's not even funny.

Posted by: Robert at December 27, 2007 5:28 PM

That's two feel good movies in a row that you've liked, Dustin. First August Rush and now this.... are you taking medication or something?

Posted by: Kris at December 27, 2007 5:40 PM

Because I am an absolute sucker for inspiring underdog stories (especially if they come with rousing and possibly tear jerking speeches) I am already dying to see this. And that upsets me because there's very little I hate more than having my heartstrings willfully manipulated.

I can feel myself misting up at the premise already.

Stupid emotional blackmail. Stupid misty eyes at people overcoming adversity. Stupid sexy Denzel Washington.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at December 27, 2007 5:49 PM

I know I'm probably alone around here, but goddamit, my white male ass loves The Oprah. I do. Oh, how I do.

"Denzel Whitaker"? That's awesome. I can't wait for Robert DePacino. Maybe Dustin Seymour Hoffman. I want to keep going, but for the sake of everyone, I'll stop.

Posted by: The Wandering Parakeet at December 27, 2007 5:55 PM

Isn't this, like, word for word the review for August Rush? Why does Pajiba even allow Dustin to review gloppy movies anymore? It's just frustrating for everyone because the "I wanted to hate it but couldn't" rhetoric is clearly disingenuous....these movies are so hateable that anyone who says "I couldn't hate" is not really trying. Which, whatever, people like what they like, but could we at least get a disclaimer? Like:

DISCLAIMER: Dustin Rowles does not have discriminating taste. He cried at the death of Bambi's mother, at the death of Simba's father, and also when Mary Poppins flew up into the clouds. His bookshelves are filled with Oprah picks and chick lit standards (tearsplotched). Under his bed, you will find Babysitter's Club books, mostly the ones starring Mary Anne and her cute, cute kitten Tigger (also tearsplotched). This man is the opposite of both scathing and bitchy, but he'll curse a bit to sound like the "funny asshole" that he wishes he were.

Posted by: Georgia at December 27, 2007 5:58 PM

Well... At least the black people are saving each other in this one. ::wink::

My dad grew up in Marshall and went to Wiley, so my family *has* to see this on General Principle. He's in the hospital, so the rest of us are going to see it in the theater, pay for his ticket, then pick up the bootleg so he can watch it on my laptop. I think that's fair, don't you?

Posted by: Ciji at December 27, 2007 6:17 PM

Thank you, Georgia. No one in the office understands why I'm laughing.

Posted by: jayco at December 27, 2007 6:18 PM

Didn't Dustin just have a kid?

It's been my experience that after that (at least for the first few months) even the manliest of males are suddenly awake to magic, teddy bears, watching kids be enchanted by anything--including but not limited to Elmo, that dastardly demon muppet-- and Lifetime Movie Network.

No shame in it, bud. Just be prepared for the jokes.

Posted by: Scarlett at December 27, 2007 6:27 PM

Does anyone else remember the OTHER debate movie that could? Listen to Me? Starring Jamie Gertz and Kirk Cameron? With a stirring supporting performance by Roy Scheider? No? The anti-abortion one? Still no? I guess I'm the only one . . .

Posted by: Kitty X at December 27, 2007 7:26 PM

Dustin, pleeeaaasse review the Jessica Simpson almost direct to dvd (slight detour through Texas theaters) Blonde Ambition. It will make you feel so much better.

You fell for Denzel's hypnotic charms. There's no shame.

Posted by: greer at December 27, 2007 7:37 PM

"Take your feel-good, bullshit movie and shove it up your ass, lady "

Amen to that.

I really would like to know who exactly Popeye had to blow to shoehorn this HBO docudrama into the Best Picture race at the Globes. I thought she only liked girl-on-girl action.

Posted by: Matt at December 27, 2007 7:53 PM

Had to use West Virginia. Couldn't have used Arkansas, Mississippi or Kentucky. Well, I hadn't had an occasion to stereotype all New Yorkers as assholes in, like, hours, so thanks for that.

Posted by: bucdaddy at December 27, 2007 9:32 PM

So, at what point in the movie does the cast break into "We are the Titans, the Mighty, Mighty Titans"?

That was my favorite part of the original film.

Posted by: Kolby at December 27, 2007 10:35 PM

Shouldn't this film be an ABC After-School Special?

Why is it wasting theater screens from JUNO and THERE WILL BE BLOOD?

::sigh::

Posted by: ErosLane at December 27, 2007 11:58 PM

Denzel has three stock characters:

Earnest guy.

Bad shirt intense guy.

Government agent intense and earnest sunglass wearing guy.(he may or may not wear bad shirts on his day off)

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at December 28, 2007 5:54 AM

What I want to know is why they changed the champion debate team from USC to Harvard? Not that I'm a fan of California schools, but it seems odd. A touch of that over dramatization, perhaps?

Posted by: pinkcheese at December 28, 2007 10:14 AM

Pinkcheese - my theory that celebs only attend/movies only include schools recognized by the moviegoing public continues to stand the test of time. Heaven forbid the "smart kids" in a movie attend a non-Ivy League undergraduate institution.

This from an interview with Denzel:

Washington found it important to instill in the players the same passion, preparedness, and confidence of the famous 1935 team.


"They weren't intimidated. They were prepared," he said of the historic team. "This is a movie so there are big dramatic strokes in it, but the fact of the matter was that when they got up on that stage and went against anyone, they were not intimidated by anyone. In our film, we changed [who they beat]. I wanted it to be Harvard, when in fact the national champions were USC.

Posted by: samantha t at December 28, 2007 11:01 AM

Pinkcheese, the answer to your question is Havard is a beacon of light in these dark times that have engulfed the Collegiate Eductional System. And USC is not.

Posted by: Pookie at December 28, 2007 11:17 AM

That's all true, I suppose. (I wonder if we'll get any riled up USC-ers defending their school?) It just seemed like a petty change in a "Based On A TRUE!!!!! Story" movie. Not that it matters, since I fell in love with Denzel in Glory, and will watch him in anything, even the bizzare time travel one, that I can never remember the name of...

Posted by: pinkcheese at December 28, 2007 12:17 PM

Shouldn't this film be an ABC After-School Special?

Why is it wasting theater screens from JUNO and THERE WILL BE BLOOD?

Isn't Juno the equivalent of an after-school special with snappier dialogue and a cool score? I mean, since we're comparing films....

Posted by: Daphne at December 28, 2007 12:17 PM

Pinkcheese, while having attended both USC and Harvard, I can say without a doubt that Harvard is better.

Posted by: Pookie at December 28, 2007 12:34 PM

I see Samatha T and Pookie's sides in the "Why not USC?" question.
As a UCLA kid myself, I hate to rush to the defense of USC, but I can't help but agree that it is indeed a "petty change."
Other schools, good schools, do exist besides the big H and big Y.

Posted by: Amanda at December 28, 2007 12:48 PM

"Seasonal cholesterol disorder" -- LOVE IT!

Posted by: Bev at December 28, 2007 1:25 PM

Pookie, nobody is claiming that USC is as highly-ranked or "better" than Harvard (the horror!). We're merely pointing out that it seems a stupid change to make in adapting the story to the screen - kind of corny, frankly.

Posted by: samantha t at December 28, 2007 2:28 PM

Samantha T, I take offence to your feeble attempts at trying to silence me and my Alma mater. Long live Harvard!!!

Posted by: Pookie at December 28, 2007 3:03 PM

Harvard man Pookie? I'm shocked.

I always pictured you as a Yale man.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at December 28, 2007 3:28 PM

Yes yes Harvard, the culmination of my youthful zeal, and my father's insistence.

Posted by: Pookie at December 28, 2007 4:23 PM

Yeah, yeah, I'm going to be THAT person. But really, Dustin, proofread. I know this review is one of your less serious ones, but I assume you still wanted people to read it. A whole mess of typos and missing/wrong words ("strips the formula OF some of its clichés") makes that too much of a chore to be worthwhile.

Posted by: GrammarGrump at December 28, 2007 5:05 PM

I still don't get the Denzel love. He bores me to /tears/. Stock characters indeed.

Posted by: amea_gari at December 28, 2007 5:59 PM

Yeah, yeah, I'm going to be THAT person. But really, Dustin, proofread. I know this review is one of your less serious ones, but I assume you still wanted people to read it. A whole mess of typos and missing/wrong words ("strips the formula OF some of its clichés") makes that too much of a chore to be worthwhile.

Posted by: GrammarGrump at December 28, 2007 5:05 PM

The balls on this guy!!!

Posted by: Pookie at December 28, 2007 6:03 PM

(My Random) Best of Pajiba #1:

How could it not be Vermillion, you of the most gramatically satisfactual writings I've ever had the pleasure of eyeballing.

Even in the most tense of situations (as tense as Pajiba-reading can be) you never fail to give the complete, final, perfect word to your arguments/opinions- I believe you actually spell-check, ninny- and since I've got a few other fine commenters to go I want to share my special story with you now so as not to wear out my buzz before I acknowledge the others:

I can't even remember the review and/or topic at the time; all I remember are the two or so agitators who took exception to your comments, and how they constantly referred to you as a man. Thinking otherwise, I was so looking forward to your reply that "anyhow, I'm a female," because I actually thought I'd read that about you in an earlier post. But I stopped even trying to check when I actually froze in my place realizing it didn't matter a damn bit whether you were male or female, black or white, whatever.. I just wanted to read your next comment (which I don't believe you gave, by the way, and better for you for not responding to such idiots). And I continue to look for them.

You are a fine writer, Clarence, and you are modestly invited to join my list.

Posted by: TMax at December 28, 2007 8:34 PM

(Random) Best of Pajiba #2

Dustin's real-time review of 'Passion of the Christ'. Anyone suffering along with Jesus in this endless celluloid 'guilt trip' for the Christian masses in order to produce a review so devastatingly funny, horrible and stomach-turning at the same time-

That old term "taking one for the team" doesn't begin to describe my admiration for someone who has guaranteed that I will NEVER watch this film. Best heads-up of the year for DVDs/videos you thought you might be ready to handle years after their release - nuh unh, I'll let this one go, thank you.

Posted by: TMax at December 28, 2007 8:52 PM

(Random) Best of Pajiba #3

The 'Blade Runner' DVD review by what's-his-name, wasn't John so-and-so was it?

Anyhoo, it didn't matter whether or not I gave a fresh sh*t about this movie in the first place: the review was so cool and fully comprehensive that it really did complete justice to the film- it was written (by and) for the true fan, and I've re-read it several times. Not that same old filler crap, "groundbreaking," set design, whatever those others fill a paragraph with. I was looking for the beef & that's just what I got.

So thank you, so-and-so.

Sorry I can't remember the reviewer's name, they're all excellent..

Okay moving on...

Our "Blade Runner" virtuoso would be the luscious Ted Boynton. And what an article that was... --RR

Posted by: TMax at December 28, 2007 9:08 PM

(Random) Best of Pajiba #4

BEST 'LOL' OF 2007

So many to choose from, my Pajibamiliars, so please don't feel slighted when I select these particular two- they just hit me at the right time.

First, and funny enough to even respond to, after I'd wiped the milk from my nose, is Barbadoslim's summation of one film review:

"Featuring Nicholas Ca--

PASS!"

(I hope I got that one right)

And one of my faves, Daphne, threw this in after one rant just a week or so ago, and I'm sorry I don't remember the outrage she was responding to, but her first sentence/response was "The hell?" Like you're so friggin' shocked you can't even get the "what" out??! You have to read her comment to really get it- I think I love her.

So many others, including the entire staff, have given me hours of contentment with excellent writing and many laughs. I have a reason to live in 2008.

Posted by: TMax at December 28, 2007 9:28 PM

Claude muthafuker!!!, Claude!!!, not Clarence!!!.

Posted by: Pookie at December 28, 2007 9:49 PM

Best of Pajiba #5

ALL OF YOU WHO ARE STILL ON THIS THREAD:

Gigi Worthington: I long for another anti-Bush tirade from you;

socalledonly cousins(?): You are one great writer - rather intimidating, actually - which makes me all the more grateful I'm on your side;

Alex the Odd: I'm old enough to be your father, but I luv you from afar & wish we could share a flat together. Please don't stop writing;

Pookie: You know as well as I do what's been written to (and about) you before - don't ever stop expressing your opinions, because you've enlightened me to things I would never have considered before;

BarbadoSlim: Fuck you and every opinion you've ever had. But please don't stop writing- we need the jerk-off's opinion to balance out all the others. I look forward to many more (or can you take a joke?)

Right now I can't think of everyone else, aside from Samantha T, Ms Bedhead, LitelySalted, Ranylt-- jeez, the list goes on and I'm embarrassed for every great name I left out, since I love you all..

But hell, most of you have moved on anyway. I just had to get some props out for my favorite writers & reviewers of the year, internet or anywhere else. And I made it through without getting too drunk to finish!!

Happy New Year Everyone,
Tony

Drunk or not, it's much appreciated, Tony. Shucks! Happy New Year to you and everyone, too! --RR

Posted by: TMax at December 28, 2007 10:05 PM

Just as I was getting all Holidays-sappy about familiar Pajiban comment themes and commentators, TMax goes all out. I second and add "mad" to those props.

Posted by: Gudrun at December 28, 2007 10:26 PM

Aw, T-Max. Happy New Year to you as well. Love you, too!

Posted by: Daphne at December 29, 2007 12:13 AM

Hee. Not so much regarding the movie itself, but oh, the review! So very much fun to read. Again, I hee.

Posted by: the hel at December 29, 2007 3:42 AM

Aaaaaaaaaw, *wipes tear* fuck you too.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at December 29, 2007 4:18 AM

Stand and Deliver
Mr. Holland's Opus
Dangerous Minds
Music of the Heart

Isn't it time to send these crappy formulaic inspiring teacher movies the way of the musical and the western?

Posted by: OscarTamerz at December 29, 2007 9:10 PM

Yeah, the reason they picked Harvard is because what sounds more dramatic and impressive? Beating USC at debate, or beating ~*~*~*HARVARD*~*~*~?

Posted by: Jen at December 30, 2007 5:06 PM

C'mon, Denzel can always make a man tear up. I hope there are some good Denyells, my fun word for when he yells, which happens in every film (THIS AINT NO BANK ROBBERY, THEY TRIED TO KILL...MY WIFE...etc).

Posted by: Kevin Longrie at December 31, 2007 2:11 PM

Ha, Kevin! I'm totally stealing Denyells. He is awesome when he gets indignant (sometimes, righteously).

Posted by: Daphne at January 1, 2008 6:01 PM

Hee, nothing warms my heart like a random tribute to Pajiba's greatness. Fine work TMax.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at January 2, 2008 4:38 AM



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