Monday, August 17, 2009

The Weekend and Other Thoughts


On Saturday, I helped my friends Spence, Allison, Neil and Toy with their company, Black Tie BBQ. They were selling their wonderfully scrumptious food at the Decatur BBQ and Blues Festival in the hip enclave of East Lake/Oakhurst.

Back in college, I lived in this neighborhood, right up the street on Spence Avenue. If I ever live in Atlanta again, I will probably live over there. I love the vibe of the neighborhood; it's a little 'come as you are' mixed with liberal sensibilities but still with a serious work ethic and a genuine sense of community.

Anyway, Black Tie BBQ had a big day, and despite the vendors who have been in business longer, Black Tie held its own serving up the skewered shrimp (the only retailer at the event with BBQ seafood), skewered chicken, brats and corn on the cob...all hot off the grill.

We were out there all day, and despite the weather reports for rain, the sky didn't really open up until the very end of the night; which still didn't stop the crowds, nor did it stop me from going out in the rain and getting some more brats. All in all, Black Tie BBQ won the day and the event.

On Sunday, I spent the day with my friends JC and Will. Both are classmates of mine from college, and our topics of discussion were: golf (Tiger almost pulled it out), pro football, Marion Barry (wonderful documentary on HBO), the Sopranos, and our personal attempts at world domination.

Will is going to dominate the world through Agri-Science in South Georgia (laugh if you want to, but please read up on this burgeoning field). JC through legal means and big deals and me through revolutionizing Higher Education for ALL students. And to top off the great day, JC and I hit up JR Crickets on Cascade for wings and things and I watched True Blood, Mad Men and Entourage; definitely a full day.

I have a beef with Athens however that I must get off of my chest. At the bookstore here at UGA, there is a working Clinique counter, but nowhere in town can I buy Kiehl's. This makes no sense. Sure, I can buy it online and get it in a few days, and normally with free shipping, but the same buyer's assurance is lacking when not done from an actual Kiehl's store like the one at Lenox in Atlanta! It's annoying to say the least! Get it together Athens.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Breakfast in Athens: Five Star Day Cafe

On those mornings that Honey Nut Cheerios in vanilla Silk just won't cut it, I simply walk across the street from my office in the austere Terrell Hall on the North Campus Quad at the University of Georgia, and head to Five Star Day Cafe.

Five Star is conveniently located on Broad St. Broad is the closest thing to a main drag that Athens, GA has. There is outside seating, that greets you first, followed by the scintillating scents that waft outside from the visible kitchen within the restaurant. A self titled, 'Gourmet Soul' cafe that was founded in 1998, it's slogan, 'come and get your love' couldn't be any more fitting for this wonderfully quaint eatery perfectly situated in the middle of a bustling college town.

Admittedly, the entryway is a bit cramped. It must be because the door has to be the original, and unlike many other doors in Athens that once allowed for hoop skirts, this one is pretty narrow. Either way, if people are trying to leave and enter at the same time, there's a small traffic jam.

Normally, I've already ordered ahead, and that order could be anything from the Southern Fried Chicken sandwich, Five Star Benedict, True Grits, or my personal favorite, the Bacon Egg'n Cheese. On weekends, during their brunch menu which is available all day, it's the Scramble of the Day.

The mission is simple; good food at an affordable price. The tables are a bit cramped there, and you may share a large table with someone you don't necessarily know, but hey, it's Athens.

The wait for your food is never long, and before you know it, while enjoying your water, Cheerwine or perfectly blended sweet tea, there it comes from that little window near the back. The best seat in the restaurant has to be the window seat that seats four, and overlooks Broad St. and UGA's North Campus. It's a beautiful view, and great reading light, and people watching.

Whenever you're in town, and particularly not on a game day, I highly recommend a morning visit to Five Star Day Cafe to fill you up and get you going to a wonderful day ahead.

John Hughes...Why?

I was born in the Seventies, and was raised for the vast majority of my formative years in the 1980s...during the time of Hughes.

I grew up on those classics, sure; Pretty in Pink, Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's Day Off. And I loved his 90s classics too, most notably Christmas Vacation which I can watch ad nauseau.

To be honest, I didn't really like Pretty in Pink, but I liked Steff's arrogance. I thought his character was actually fun to watch as opposed to the obnoxious Jon Cryer. I liked Blaine too. I couldn't stand Duckie; too loud and annoying.

Sixteen Candles though, the first time I saw it threw me off right from the beginning and it was because of a line that Hughes kept in the film. Now, he wrote this film, I checked. And I always wondered in my youth why this line was in the film. There's a sequence in the film where the protagonist, Samantha, played by Molly Ringwald, is talking to her friend about her ideal 16th birthday party:
"You know, a big party and a band, with tons of people.Tons of people. And a big Trans Am in the driveway with a ribbon around it. And some incredibly gorgeous guy that you meet in France. And you do it on a cloud without getting pregnant or herpes. I don't need the cloud. Just a pink Trans Am and the guy, right? A black one. A black guy? A black Trans Am. A pink guy.[Laughing]"

Sure, you saw it too. It was probably something small for no reason. Kind of like the Disney cartoon I watched once when my siblings were younger, and for no reason, absolutely no reason, Mickey was rolling along having a good time, then out of nowhere, two objects became a pickaninny and a sambo and were dancing around, then just left before the next scene. Why?

Well, the quote in Sixteen Candles about a 'black guy' may have been seen as a small laugh and not to be taken seriously, but I was ten years old at the time and I was instantly turned off. Why did she have to recoil when the thought of being with an African American male came to mind? And then, it was smoothed over when speaking of color as though it was so interchangeable, and not that it was about race and culture. Please. Hughes, you don't fool me. I've watched enough of your films to realize the world that they are in, and to know that you believe that those other colors which are so interchangeable are merely set dressing. But there are those of us who were that 'set dressing' in those environments, academic and social and even residential, and we don't take kindly to slights like this one or the others you perpetrated in this film and others.

The character Long Duk Dong...please. His stereotypically broken English, inability to hold his liquor, over-sexed and spastic behavior point to the all too hackneyed portrayal of Asians that Hollywood has been so found of since its inception. Hughes plays to the lowest common denominator with the addition of this character. Why couldn't the exchange student been European? Just as fun to poke fun of, no? But no, he's Asian. Who cares, right? Who cares if this is another in a series of ways to run down a proud people, because it doesn't affect you, right? Well, where Hughes made a mistake was that the film endures, and for years to come, it will become less and less funny and acceptable to look at the baseless stereotypical ways that he tried to get a laugh in this film and others.

Webster's defines racism as "the belief that race is the primary determinant of human traits and capacities and that racial differences produce an inherent superiority of a particular race."

His other characters don't act the way that Long Duk Dong does, so why does LDD?

Let's move on to 'The Breakfast Club'. Now, I love this movie. I love the dialogue (written again by Hughes). I love the banter and the simplicity of the film. I love the fact that it looked eerily like the same library that The Greenhill School had in my idyllic Addison, TX of my youth. In totality, this is a wonderful film. Why though does Hughes feel the need to once again poke fun at African Americans, none of which by the way, are in the cast.

In a scene between the great and recently departed Paul Gleason as Mr. Vernon and Judd Nelson's Bender, there's some dialogue between them, whose tone was pointless. Let me set it up; Bender is trying to create a diversion while the other Breakfast Clubbers are running around the empty and expansive halls of the high school. He finds an errant basketball in a small P.E. gym and starts dunking the ball and being loud, to get Vernon off of the trail of the other Clubbers. The following lines are performed:
VERNON: Bender! Bender! Bender! What is this? What are you doing here, what is this?
BENDER: Oh, hi!
VERNON: Out! That's it Bender! Out, it's over!
BENDER: Don't you wanna hear my excuse?
VERNON: Out!
BENDER: I'm thinking of trying out for a scholarship.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZjK6dnZcFk

Now, words on paper are on thing, and even words on this screen are something different. But, the way that Judd Nelson delivers the line, and the way that he walks and talks is stereotypical of a Black man, especially the way he says 'schol-uh-ship'. Why Hughes? Did Mr. Nelson come up with this on his own? And even if he did, why did you, as the director, allow this to go on? What was the purpose of poking fun at African American stereotypes? What purpose did it serve? Couldn't he have simply read the line as is, and still gotten the laugh? Or, was there some need to continually denigrate those whom you never even see or discuss in your films? There must have been, because in 'The Breakfast Club' it didn't stop there.

Later in the movie, the students are all smoking weed, and for no reason, the previously Anthony Michael Hall who was brilliant in his performance as Brian, states, "Chicks, cannot hold der smoke! That's what it is!" He says this because Molly Ringwald's character Claire, coughs after taking her first pull. If you've seen the film, you know that he does it not in the same slightly lispy way that he's been running through his brilliant lines before, but in an affected, backwoods Southern African American stereotypical way. Why? Because he's high now, does he have to speak this way? Because he's high now, does he have to make fun of African Americans, Southerners, and women by stating that they can't hold their smoke? He sounded like Jim in Huckleberry Finn. And for what, another cheap laugh. Why Mr. Hughes, why?

You may read this and state that I'm looking at things far too critically, and you may be right, but that doesn't mean that these things didn't happen. It doesn't mean that for no apparent reason in films where African Americans were not characters at all, John Hughes chose to take shots at them. And instead of having a respectful portrayal of a young Asian man, Hughes chose to use every stereotype that Hollywood has used before with Long Duk Dong. There are politely racist scenes or instances in 'National Lampoon's Vacation' and 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off' as well. Classic films, yes, but why do it Mr. Hughes, why? For a man whose work is so respected and so lauded, to not make note of this tendency in his films would mean that one is not looking at his work objectively. And during all of the retrospectives this weekend and throughout the rest of the year, if no one else brings it up, I did. Why Mr. Hughes, why?

Saturday, August 8, 2009

A Sunny Saturday in Athens

This will be a place where my thoughts on a variety of subjects and my feelings about life in Athens, GA and in Washington, DC intersect.