I Am Not Your Negro

As I waked in the Harlem Magic Johnson theatre excited to see I Am Not Your Negro I was greeted by an audience where majority of the faces that didn’t look like mine.  First, upset by the face that these people were possible here to find out “Why I Am Not Their Negro.” Second, thinking are the faces that do look like mine not interested? Or are they unaware of the cinematic prowess on its opening weekend? But nonetheless I sit and wait for my friends to arrive, the previews start and the opening scene to take the screen.

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