Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee

An excellent screen adaption of Dee Brown's book of the same title.

It was really interesting to watch the dichotomy of Charles Eastman portrayed on screen. The Sioux Indian who was forced to assimilate into white civilization only to be used to exploit himself and his people in the end. Watching him struggle with his 'Twoness', something I don't think I have really explored historically within other cultures.

As a child it always seemed that out of all the peoples of color that dwell here in this country, African Americans were the most lost and culturally desecrated of them all. A lot of the Mexican, Native Americans, and Asian families I was exposed to at least had some inkling to their culture's original traditions and values.

Whereas mine was really bits and pieces that we have meshed together to form this blurred identity of African American. So watching this man struggle gave me some feelings of angst because I felt this weird solidarity within our struggles. Not that I have ever really separated them in the grand scheme of things, but I think in the search of individual identity, inside the search of an identity for the collective it can overshadow our ability to deal with things on a basic human level. For whatever it's worth, this film gave me a kind of a (visual) clarity. And I think HBO did a good job with it.

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