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Judas and the Black Messiah

2/17/2021

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The Hoover-era FBI becomes obsessed with taking down Chicago Black Panther leader Fred Hampton

Directed by Shaka King
Starring Lakeith Stanfield, Daniel Kaluuya, and Jesse Plemons
Review by Jon Kissel

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​In the book Twelve Who Ruled, an in-depth examination of the Reign of Terror period of the French Revolution by Robert Roswell Palmer, a lot of pages are given over to Louis Antoine de Saint Just and justifiably so.  In his mid-20’s when he makes it onto the Committee of Public Safety that runs France during this period, Saint Just is depicted as an effective firebrand, not as bloodthirsty as some of his colleagues but plenty vigorous in keeping France from falling to the monarchist armies that surround it.  He gets the book’s most romantic passages, like he and his close friend Le Bas are mythic heroes riding into towns beset by counter-revolution, only for them to quickly set thing right and move on into the sunset.  Saint Just died in shame like a lot of other French did in this period, but a year or so before he went, he uttered his most famous line at the trial of Louis XVI; ‘One cannot reign innocently.’  In Judas and the Black Messiah, it’s unknown if the young revolutionary at its center could’ve one day achieved great power and influence only to fall into the traps of governance himself, as Saint Just did, because those that reigned during Fred Hampton’s time made sure that never happened.  What Hampton shares with his revolutionary antecedents is the certainty of youth and a single-minded focus on a better future, plus a cadre of enemies who have no vision but the furtherance of the status quo.

As the Black Messiah of the title, Daniel Kaluuya’s Hampton plays second fiddle to Lakeith Stanfield’s Judas, Bill O’Neill.  Like The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, the title of Shaka King’s film tells the viewer everything they need to know about who’s who and what they’re going to do, provided the viewer is familiar with the biblical references.  In some cockeyed versions of Jesus’ death, Judas is the misunderstood good guy, fulfilling the role that god insists he play with reluctance and loyalty instead of greed.  That’s not the case with O’Neill, a callow and cowardly man who’ll gladly betray his friends and his growing sense of purpose for the ability to sell over-the-counter amphetamines to tired truck drivers.  Stanfield can’t help but be likable in a role that requires a great actor to pretend that he’s an ok actor, but even he can’t make O’Neill sympathetic.  He’s simply pathetic, afraid of serving a stretch of jail time that’s by no accident exactly how long Hampton is ready to take in his final scenes, except Hampton didn’t actually do anything wrong. O’Neill’s is the classic Faustian story of a man trading virtue for material, a man that is earnestly invigorated by serving breakfast to schoolchildren and rebuilding the Black Panther HQ but prefers a decanter of brown liquor and a decent steak.

O’Neill’s corruptor’s in the FBI imagine themselves as being in the opening scene of Patton, though the events of Judas and the Black Messiah predate that film by a year.  Michael Sheen’s J. Edgar Hoover, one of the most foul 20th century Americans, stalks around a stage in front of a giant screen, decrying black nationalist movements as the number one threat facing America.  The evocation of Patton is appropriate because that’s how Hoover imagines himself; in the middle of a war, leading a great tank column of besuited agents through anywhere there’s active dissent against white supremacy and overseas militarism.  On the occasions that the FBI finds themselves on the right side of history, as Jesse Plemons’ Agent Mitchell claims he was in the Mississippi lynchings of civil rights workers, the lesson isn’t of the need for self-defense amongst Black people or the infiltration of the organs of the state by violent racists, but of a sick equation of the KKK with the Black Panthers and a blindness to the difference between white pride and Black pride.  As deluded and morally bankrupt as Mitchell is, he can easily be worse.  This is a film that can shamelessly benefit from an exaggerated depiction of the feds and the police, but I don’t feel it’s exaggerated at all.  Everything said and done, from the torture of prisoners to the ordering of Hampton’s execution by Hoover himself, is well within the realm of recent history.  State power only feels as restrained as it’s made to be, and there’s no one in government that’s going to stick up for fair treatment of the Black Panthers.

As the focus of the characters’ attention, Fred Hampton is certainly worthy of it and more.  A city-wide leader in leftist politics and coalition building at 21, Hampton represents unfulfilled potential and the fulfillment of a 60’s era conspiracy theory that’s actually true and all-too recognizable.  In modern times, when it feels like no self-respecting activist would be caught dead in the same room as a Confederate flag, the Hampton of King’s film couldn’t care less.  He’s on a mission of class solidarity, and he needs poor whites without much to lose far more than he needs soft white liberals who are repelled by displays of racism but are perfectly fine with Blacks being kept out of their cul de sacs.  It’s the unification of races under a broader and more inclusive class umbrella that makes Hampton so dangerous to Hoover, a man who gets his agents to do what he wants with implicit threats of interracial dating.  Kaluuya mimics Hampton’s rapid-fire delivery and accent, and is a forceful orator in public and a recognizably relaxed and collected person in private, but he’s also ten years older than Hampton was at his death.  I’d believe Kaluuya as a man in his forties before a man in his early-twenties.  The youth of Hampton is an indistinguishable part of his legacy, and while Kaluuya is quite good as Hampton, I’d have to call him miscast.   

With that one major flaw out of the way and addressed, the way King tells this story is admirable in its fearlessness.  It’s rare for a wide release to be this naked in its depiction of far-left vocabulary and messaging, and it’s also rare for the dead Black Panthers to so blatantly engage in furious warfare with the cops.  A lesser film would’ve pulled punches and softened.  King and co-writers Kenny and Keith Lucas and Will Berson present the facts of the case and leave the viewer with a lot to chew on.  Hampton isn’t just a black nationalist or a civil rights leader, but an actual revolutionary socialist with a lot of nice things to say about Mao.  The FBI would say that all the community service the Panthers are doing is the beginning of a broader revolutionary message and Hampton would agree with that framing.  Oatmeal leading to public ownership.  Subversion of the Panthers through extortion, infiltration, and hit squads is one tactic, while co-opting their mission by providing services to the community and thus removing the Panthers’ need to exist is another.  Of course, the government goes with the former.

Harder to take is the film’s refusal to shy away from the Panthers in open warfare with the cops.  The Panthers aren’t shrinking violets engaged in nonviolence, but well-armed resistors who will fire back if fired upon.  That’s a noble American tradition as long as it’s not a Black man taking up arms against his oppressors, to paraphrase James Baldwin, but here, King also includes wholesale execution of a wounded cop, in the case of Algee Smith’s Jake Winters.  I think the film, taking from Hampton’s actual response, plays this exactly right, where it acknowledges what Winters did but refuses to allow him to be branded as a murderer forever after.  The clinic named after Winters did exist, though it was surely taken as an affront by a city that refuses to have Hampton’s grace.  The film never directly ties Hampton’s rhetoric to the actions of characters like Winters’ because Winters doesn’t need to be told that the cops don’t value his life or the lives of other Black people.  He knows it whether Hampton’s yelling at a podium or not, and he’s radicalized not by speeches but by the feeling of having his options taken away and a fear of bloody retribution that’s not unlike the same fear that animates O’Neill.  One can be tortured in prison, or die refusing to go quietly.
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Judas and the Black Messiah is an invigorating and vital film that tells a devastating story without giving into despair.  Fred Hampton Jr. continues to carry out his father’s legacy, as does Hampton’s partner Deborah Johnson, here played by Dominque Fishback in a role that needed a little more screentime (showing her direct effect on Hampton’s communication skills would’ve gone a long way).  O’Neill’s ultimate end isn’t satisfying but it can’t help but feel appropriate.  Just the fact that more people are going to know about this whole sordid episode makes the film worthwhile, even if it wasn’t half as good as it is.  King finds an in-depth avenue into this historical moment, a throwback to sweaty New Hollywood films with a level of artistry and passion that matches its inspiration.  B+
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Lane
3/11/2021 11:17:36 am

A perverse curiosity has happened on MLK Day each of the past four or five years. It’s a Twitter curiosity—my personal favorite social media platform--so, of course it’s perverse. It’s a little game called, “Who is the most racist person to wish everyone a happy MLK day”. Donald Trump is probably the front runner each of the last few years, though I’m not sure if Stephen Miller passed on the sentiment, in which case he would certainly be the winner.

No matter who the winner is, what this little comedy of half-hearted sentiment really demonstrates is how a national holiday commemorating a rather radical man, using fairly radical techniques of civil disobedience, has had both his legacy and his day largely sanitized of its most radical elements, so much so that Donald Trump can non-ironically wish us all a happy MLK day and most of the country (the white parts of the country, anyway), doesn’t really seem to get the irony.

“Judas and the Black Messiah” isn’t about Martin Luther King, Jr., though his name is mentioned here and there. It’s ostensibly about Fred Hampton and the Chicago Black Panther Party and Bill O’Neill, the FBI double agent who outwardly pledged his allegiance to the Panthers while spying on them and helping to bring the party down from the inside.

But the film isn’t really even about those two men. It’s really a messiah story, and just like the Biblical Messiah the film’s title alludes to, this film is ultimately about a resurrection. Not a physical one, of course, but a political and popular resurrection of Hampton and the Panthers, a group that has largely played the role of “villain” in the story of American Civil Rights. Theirs is a message much harder to sanitize and so, in the telling of the history of Civil Rights, it’s a story often forgotten; mentioned in text books, but with the hazy veneer of memories too complicated for children to understand.

Thankfully, Shaka King brings a sharp sense of storytelling, an auteur’s eye, and considerable pool of talent all together to resurrect Hampton and the story of the Panthers at a time in history where we are beginning to reckon with all that has been left undone in American race relations. “Judas and the Black Messiah” is complex look at what was a very complex time, and the film ultimately delivers through the performances of its two main leads.

If there are faults to be found in this film, it might be that King’s Hampton is a bit too messiah-y. This is not hagiography, though one major flaw in Kaluuya’s otherwise remarkable performance is that one gets the sense that the black messiah was almost as sinless as the original. It’s possible to see a Black Panther apologist erasing all of Hampton’s flaws with a: “He just cares a little too much.” The film portrays Hampton’s political life with glorious intensity but neglects to complicate his personal life other than a fairly standard tale of first comes love, then comes baby, then (spoiler alert) comes assassination at the hands of Hoover’s big bad agents.

If Kaluuya’s performance is award worthy, even if one sided, LaKeith Stanfield’s Bill O’Neill is dripping (literally, from a knife wound) with contradictions. After a few days of reflection on this film, it’s Stanfield’s performance that really sticks in one’s mind. A few critiques of the film have noted its ambivalent ending and how we’re not really sure of O’Neil’s intentions or motivations. This, I think, is actually the film’s strength. The truth is, there are very few messiahs in the world, but most of us can relate to Judas. A-

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