The Brilliance Of Daniel Kaluuya & Lakeith Stanfield

Disclaimer: Spoooooilers!

So, like I always say, I’m going to try and keep this post short today. The fact of the matter is, Judas and the Black Messiah is a great fucking movie, son. All I know is, Daniel Kaluuya and Lakeith Stanfield took turns putting on acting clinics in this shit. Real talk, after watching the film, my wife and I debated who’s the real focus of the plot. I mean, it’s hard to look away from Fred Hampton, but William O’Neal‘s story is equally as compelling, man. In any case, I just want to give credit where credit is due, fam. Shaka King did the damn thing with this film, bruh.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Judas and the Black Messiah dropped last week on HBO Max and in select theaters. The film chronicles O’Neal’s troubles with the law and how the FBI, namely Roy Mitchell, use him to infiltrate and destabilize Hampton and the Chicago faction of the Black Panther Party. Thanks to O’Neal’s informant-ass ratting, the Bureau is able to not only lock Hampton up over some bullshit, but eventually plan his execution. All in all, O’Neal leaves a lot of devastation in his wake.

Now, I could go on and on about what I love about the film, but I’ll just leave everyone with three takeaways (two about the film and one about the real story). First, I’m amazed by Kaluuya’s ability to not only embody Hampton’s personality, but also his vocal inflections. Son, it’s absolutely spooky that he can be that accurate. Frankly, it’s always a good time when I forget the actor and become fully-immersed in the character. Second, Stanfield does a fantastic job of leaving me confused. On the real, I can’t reconcile whether O’Neal really believes in the work that he’s doing or if he’s just playing the snitch for survival. All I can say is, Stanfield does an incredible job of making O’Neal seem ambiguous. Regardless, fuck William O’Neal.

Moving on, my third point relates to the actual story. Keeping it a buck, the film just highlights something that I’ve always felt: J. Edgar Hoover fucking won, man. Thanks to COINTELPRO, he was able to destabilize every Black movement in America. From Hampton to Martin Luther King Jr. to Malcolm X to Huey Newton, Bobby Seale and Eldridge Cleaver, Hoover was able to successfully destroy all of these movements from the inside. His fear of a “Black messiah” inspired him to decimate any group that strived for Black upliftment. The way I see it, the FBI can try to rebrand all they want, but their story is rooted in the oppression of Black people. That’s just a fucking fact, fam.

In the end, everybody should go watch the movie, bruh. Ultimately, it’s masterfully done and the real tale is incredibly infuriating. By and by, Hampton was right, son. At the end of the day, they can murder a revolutionary, but they can’t murder revolution. Always remembers that. That is all. LC out.

How Economics Got Fred Hampton Killed

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’ve been in a major Fred Hampton frame of mind lately. Now, as anyone could imagine, a lot of that has to do with the Judas and the Black Messiah movie that’s dropping this week. Despite my previous criticism of Daniel Kaluuya, his pedigree as an actor just can’t be questioned. With that being said, I’m positive that he’s going to do Hampton’s legacy justice. In any case, since Hampton’s name is back in the limelight, I’d like us all to really dive into his message. All in all, he was assassinated for one main reason: uniting various groups of disenfranchised people for economic empowerment.

Ok, for those who are unaware, outside of his leadership position in the Black Panther Party, the Rainbow Coalition was his next evolution. With this group, he was able to unite the Panthers, the Young Patriots Organization and the Young Lords for a common goal. Now, while it’s always easy to spot the differences between Black, White and Latino people, Hampton’s mission was to display our commonalities. When it came to institutions like poverty and housing, the affects were felt across a variety of communities. So, coming together to address these disparities was a sign of true revolution.

The truth is, the FBI and the rest of the federal government were well-aware of this, man. J. Edgar Hoover was especially fearful of a “Black messiah” that could galvanize the people. Shit, COINTELPRO was created for the sole purpose of destroying any movement designed to help Black America. Real talk, Black leaders were already considered “dangerous” for espousing beliefs of equality. However, they were ESPECIALLY feared when they turned their attention to economics and coalescing with outside groups.

Look, it’s not a coincidence that Hampton was killed 8 months after founding the Rainbow Coalition. I mean, the FBI had a file on him since 1967, but was murdered 2 years later when he started working with different racial and ethnic groups. Furthermore, it’s not a coincidence that Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated a month before the Poor People’s Campaign‘s march in Washington. Hell, everyone loves his “I Have A Dream” speech, but neglect to talk about his demand for wealth redistribution, equal housing and land rights. All I know is, when King and Hampton started turning their attention to the greater crimes of capitalism, they were removed from this Earth. The way I see it, none of that was by chance, man.

In this end, this is how it has always played out historically. Ultimately, Tulsa wasn’t destroyed because of Dick Rowland. It was destroyed because White people couldn’t stand the idea of financially-independent Black people. By and by, the evils of this country really rear their heads when the money is being affected. At the end of the day, slavery was about free labor for monetary gain. All I can say is, true liberation in this country comes from financial freedom. All of our heroes knew that and that’s a main cause for why they were murdered. That is all. LC out.

‘The Little Things’: Did Albert Sparma Do It?

Disclaimer: A lot of spoilers, son. Everyone knows what to do. Act accordingly.

So, here we are again, man. Another day, another film review. All in all, it’s clear that I’ve spent some time watching movies this weekend. Moving on, before my wife and I watched Malcolm & Marie, we actually watched The Little Things. In any case, despite some questionable reviews on Rotten Tomatoes and Metacritic, I fucked with the movie, fam. On the real, I like ambiguous endings, bruh. Hell, I like the fact that we’re not 100% sure if Leonardo DiCaprio‘s character Dom Cobb is back to reality at the end of Inception. With all of that being said, after watching The Little Things, I only have one question: is Albert Sparma really a killer?

Ok, before I continue, let me quickly go through the plot. Basically, Denzel Washington plays Joe Deacon, a former detective who lost his mind, health and wife after failing to catch a serial killer. Now, after accidentally killing an innocent woman at a crime scene, Deacon’s career goes off of the rails. Fast forward 5 years, Deacon now works as a deputy sheriff and Jim Baxter (played by Rami Malek) has taken his place. Anyway, after a new murder and a separate kidnapping that resembles the M.O. of the killer that Deacon didn’t catch, he and Baxter team up to try and solve the case. From there, their investigation leads them to Sparma (played by Jared Leto).

Now, even though they don’t have any hard evidence against Sparma, he looks super bad from a circumstantial standpoint. Frankly, he seems to know way too much about these crimes and he’s just a general weirdo. As time progresses, and after several failed attempts to catch him, Sparma tells Baxter that he’ll take him to the location of the kidnapped woman (a random desert). Problems arise before Deacon even makes it to the scene. Essentially, Sparma tells Baxter that he’s never actually killed anyone and has been lying to him the entire time. From there, in a moment of frustration after Sparma mentions his wife and children, Baxter hits Sparma with a shovel and kills him.

The wild part is, we have no idea whether Sparma is really the villain or not. As we learn earlier in the movie, he’s confessed to a crime that he didn’t commit before. On top of that, during searches of his car and apartment, neither Baxter or Deacon find anything. Shit, Baxter keeps harping on a red barrette that the kidnapped woman was wearing, but they’re never able to find it. In actuality, when Baxter receives a red barrette from Deacon in the mail, we realize that Deacon bought it himself. So, we never get any definitive proof of Sparma’s guilt. The fact is, everything is left in the open, bruh.

With all of that being said, I have conflicting feelings about Sparma’s guilt. On one hand, they couldn’t find any hard evidence to incriminate him. On the other hand, would Deacon goes so far to make Baxter feel better if the real murderer is still out there? In addition, would Deacon just let this case go, especially since it ruined his life? The way I see it, Deacon is playing a dangerous game if Sparma isn’t the guy. All I can say is, I just don’t know, son. I guess I’m about 60/40 in regards to Sparma’s innocence. Not for nothing, he’s simply a strange ass motherfucker, man.

In the end, what did other people think about the movie? Ultimately, it doesn’t reinvent the wheel, but I was entertained, fam. By and by, I don’t think I’d ever be disappointed by a movie with Washington, Leto and Malek. So, at the end of the day, I got my money’s worth, bruh (figuratively speaking). Anyway, off to the next thing, brethren. That is all. LC out.

The Toxicity Of ‘Malcolm & Marie’

Disclaimer: Spoooooooilers! Proceed with all of the caution, brethren.

So, what is there to say, son? Real talk, Malcolm & Marie is some of the most toxic, aggravating and befuddling cinema that I’ve ever seen. The wild thing is, as fucked up as the relationship is between Malcolm Elliott and Marie Jones, I’ve witnessed a number of unions that have suffered from similar issues. All in all, the problems between Malcolm and Marie all come down to respect, or rather, a lack thereof.

Ok, where do I even start, man? Now, the film begins after Malcolm and Marie come home from a movie premiere. Malcolm, a screenwriter/film director, is celebrating the release of his soon-to-be critically-acclaimed project about a 20-year-old (recovering) drug addict and all of her shenanigans. In any case, the first problem arises after Malcolm fails to read the room. I mean, Marie is CLEARLY upset about something and this dude is completely oblivious. Look, I’ve known my wife for 14 years and I can always tell when something’s up. Hell, she even gets annoyed because I’ll keep asking her what’s wrong until she eventually tells me. I just can’t walk around with the obvious tension in the crib, fam.

Anyway, the first fight of the evening is caused by the fact that Malcolm neglected to thank Marie in his post-viewing speech. Now, this is notable for a variety of reasons. First, what kind of dickhead doesn’t thank his lady during such a monumental moment? Second, as we later learn, the main character of his movie is based on Marie. Third, despite Marie being an actress AND the fact that the plot mirrors her life, he never really considered her for the role. Fourth, he may or may not be fucking the lead actress. I mean, damn, bruh. All I can say is, it’s a shit-show and I haven’t even gotten to the crux of their problems, son.

Look, there are a variety of things that Malcolm does wrong in this movie. One of his most common mistakes is the fact that he doesn’t actually listen to what Marie is saying. Instead of empathizing with her feelings, he just immediately gets defensive and says something foul in retaliation. There’s no point in reminding her about how much of an addict she was. There’s no point in bringing up all of the previous women that he’s had sex with. Side bar, why does he gloat about messing with so many “broken” women? In my eyes, that’s a GLARING character flaw, man. On the real, I just think he enjoys having power and control over his significant other.

When it comes down to it, he completely takes Marie for granted. He doesn’t appreciate the perspective that she brings to his life. He’s comfortable with using her as a muse, but doesn’t care to see her as a person. Frankly, I don’t know why she stuck around that long. I would’ve bounced after the first argument, fam. No one talks to me like that, bruh. No one. In any case, her calling his work “mediocre” doesn’t warrant all of the vitriol that she receives. Shit, I don’t know what brand of “love” this is, but Malcolm can’t possibly love Marie and talk to her in that manner. All she wants is some acknowledgment, and instead, receives blatant disrespect. The truth is, I didn’t see any redeeming qualities about Malcolm in this film, son.

In the end, I’m going to wrap up Malcolm’s treatment of Marie in one quote. I mean, he really says to her “if you had a role that allowed you to be yourself, you’d be great.” Given the fact that his movie IS about her and the fact that she wanted the role shows how incredibly clueless he is. Ultimately, he takes her for granted, doesn’t acknowledge her contributions, says deliberately hurtful things and dismisses her emotions. At the end of the day, Marie needs to fucking run, man. I don’t care how successful he might be in the future. This dude is a Grade A Douchebag. That is all. LC out.

‘The Social Dilemma’ Is Great

Disclaimer: I’m sure there are going to be some spoilers in here. With that being said, act accordingly, brethren.

So, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. Over the weekend, my wife and I finally watched The Social Dilemma on Netflix. All I know is, based on my own social media habits, these programming bastards are right, man. I mean, a LARGE number of us are completely addicted to these sites and apps, fam. The way I see it, it’s high time that we unplug from the Matrix, bruh.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Netflix just released a documentary that chronicles our dependency on social media. Now, to further the point, the doc interviews a number of developers and business folk who were/are intimately involved with companies like Google, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, etc. From there, these individuals outline the deliberate ways in which these companies design their products to keep users engaged. At the core, they don’t believe that there were nefarious intentions with these algorithms. However, our society has been irreparably changed by the developments.

As an example, one of the developers interviewed was part of the team that created the Like Button on Facebook. At the time, they thought it was just a cool little idea. They really didn’t envision a time when people would do outlandish shit for this type of attention. They didn’t envision a time when folks, especially preteens and teens, would harm themselves or commit suicide because of a lack of acknowledgement. Frankly, these sites have WAY too much control over our thoughts and emotions.

Now, I’m not going to sit here and pretend like I’m exempt from all of this. On the real, I’m OUTRAGEOUSLY addicted to Instagram. Shit, my Explore Page always keeps me engaged with copious amounts of music, MMA and Jiu Jitsu posts. Side note, there are also a few posts of women, but like I tell my wife, I don’t know how they got there! Anyway, these developers and programmers make it a point to study us. Based on our activity, they know EXACTLY what we want to see. From there, they keep us overstimulated on these apps and sell our data to the highest bidder. Hell, even the action of pulling down the screen to refresh the page was designed to affect us psychologically. All in all, a bunch of tech heads have complete control over our brains.

In the end, I highly recommend this documentary. On one hand, I think some of the background music and the dramatizations are a little overdone. On the other hand, I’m blown away by all of the ways that these companies play us like puppets. Eventually, there’s going to come a time where I unplug completely. All I can say is, the minute that I no longer need social media to promote this blog, I’m gone, son. That is all. LC out.

Should I Find A Blogging Niche?

Ok, today’s post is going to be a little different, son. Now, anyone who knows me knows that I live in my head. Like, I spend a GREAT deal of time just analyzing any and everything, man. With all of that being said, the future of this blog has been on my mind for a while now. So, I want to pose a question to everyone out there: should I find a blogging niche?

Now, as a quick history lesson, I started this blog back in 2011. At the time, I was experiencing SEVERE writer’s block with my music and I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to perform again. In any case, while I was trying to figure out my next move, my then-girlfriend/now-wife made a suggestion: start a blog. Since I’ve always been a highly-opinionated person, she figured that it would be a cool endeavor to undertake. So, I Can’t Be Famous was born. All I can say is, I never really expected anyone to read it. Needless to say, I’m actually shocked that I have an audience at all, fam.

Moving on, despite the fact that the blog does fairly well in terms of readership, I’m actively thinking about growth. Yes, I’ve been able to amass a pretty cool audience by being random, but I wonder if a niche can push me even further. Now, if that’s the case, then what should that niche be? That’s where all of the good folks reading this come in. Frankly, I’ve talked about A LOT of topics on this blog. If I chose to veer in a certain direction, what would people prefer? Basically, I’m just thinking out loud and trying to gauge the community. So, holla at me!

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, bruh. Ultimately, I’m just out here trying to figure out the future, son. By and by, I value the opinion of the brethren who read this. So, let me know what’s good, man. Talk to me. Let’s go! LC out.

RIP Chadwick Boseman

So, like I always say, I’m going to try to keep today’s post short, son. The fact of the matter is, Chadwick Boseman was/is a cotdamn legend and should be respected as much. Although his career didn’t reach 20 years, he was responsible for NUMEROUS legendary depictions of Black people. All in all, Boseman represented the best of us and should be celebrated for his accomplishments.

Ok, for those who are living under a rock, Boseman just passed away at the age of 43. Now, given how young he was, it would be a good guess to think that he succumbed to some random tragedy. However, the truth is a lot more painful, sad and miraculous. Apparently, Boseman had been battling colon cancer for four years. That’s right, the man who was responsible for making Black kids feel like superheroes was quietly fighting for his life.

Now, when I think about Boseman’s diagnosis, I have so many thoughts at once, man. First, the entire time that he was bringing Black Panther to life, he was secretly battling for survival. Shit, he literally had to get in the best shape of his life for that role. Fam, I can’t even imagine how difficult that was while simultaneously dealing with a cancer diagnosis. No pun intended, but that was REALLY fucking heroic, bruh.

In addition, Boseman’s death has me grappling with my own mortality. I mean, think about it, son. If he was dealing with cancer for four years, then that means he was diagnosed at 39 years old. Hell, I just turned 35 this month, man. The truth is, I’m not that far away from where Boseman was, fam. Frankly, I couldn’t even fathom being as strong as he was at such a young age.

In any case, it goes without saying that he’ll be best remembered for Black Panther. Look, when someone’s the star of a billion-dollar movie, their name becomes etched in stone. But, Boseman was also responsible for MULTIPLE roles that shed a positive light on the Black community. He played Jackie Robinson, the first Black man to break Major League Baseball‘s color barrier. He played Thurgood Marshall, the first Black man appointed to the Supreme Court. He played James Brown, the inventor of the Funk and one of the most influential musicians in human history. And of course, he played T’Challa, an African king and superhero that Black children everywhere could emulate. The fact of the matter is, Boseman displayed MANY facets of Black greatness and I thank him for it.

In the end, rest in peace to Chadwick Boseman. Ultimately, I was thoroughly shocked by this news, bruh. By and by, we NEVER know what someone is dealing with behind closed doors, son. At the end of the day, I applaud Boseman for his strength. He didn’t let his ailment stop him from becoming a legend. The way I see it, that’s a lesson that all of us can learn, man. That is all. LC out.

Have Folks Forgiven Justin Timberlake Yet?

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’ve been a Justin Timberlake fan for over 20 years. I mean, I’ve been down since NSYNC dropped “I Want You Back” and “Tearin’ Up My Heart.” But, I really knew what time it was when they came out with “Gone.” At that point, I knew that Timberlake was different, man. Moving on, I was onboard when he released Justified, FutureSex/LoveSounds and The 20/20 Experience. Needless to say, I was super disappointed when that Man of the Woods fuckery came out. But, have we as a collective forgiven him for that train wreck of an album yet?

Ok, to be fair, there’s a segment of the (Black) population that was done with Timberlake after he threw Janet Jackson under the bus for that Super Bowl nipple. Real talk, I don’t blame anybody for that, fam. Like, that was still a hoe ass move on his part, bruh. However, as a voracious consumer of music, I’ve always championed Timberlake’s talent, son. Shit, even Man of the Woods had some jams on it, man. All I can say is, I stand by my previous assessment of “Filthy,” “Higher, Higher,” “Wave” and “Breeze Off the Pond.” But, given the departure in sound and the “White boy in flannel” promotion, a lot of folks turned in their Timberlake Fan Club pass.

Now, in all honesty, Timberlake’s new song with SZA is what inspired this post. All in all, I fucks with that track heavy and it feels like the sound that we’ve always loved from Timberlake. So, can we let him slide for Man of the Woods already? The way I see it, we can give him a pass for one trash ass album, brethren. For God‘s sake, he’s given us so many jams, son. In addition, if we’re going to blame him for that record, we also have to blame The Neptunes, Timbaland and Danja. Hell, they made those songs with him, man. Anyway, I’m willing to let bygones be bygones if he’s going to go back to making crack like “The Other Side.”

In the end, shout-out to Timberlake, SZA, Ludwig Göransson and Max Martin for making my current jam. Ultimately, this is the type of shit that I want from Timberlake, fam. By and by, everyone can peep the video below. At the end of the day, as long as he doesn’t try to mix banjos and 808‘s again, we’ll be good, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Good Riddance, Harvey Weinstein

So, here we are, son. After all of the kerfuffle, Harvey Weinstein was actually found guilty of something. Now, he may have skated on a couple of the more serious charges, but he’s officially been convicted of rape. All in all, this is a major moment for the Me Too and Time’s Up movements. I mean, when women started outing predators for their grotesque behavior, Weinstein was one of the creeps at the top of the list. With that being said, he’s finally being held (partially) responsible for his crimes.

Ok, for those who missed it, the hammer came down on Harvey Weinstein. Now, after five days of deliberation, a jury found him guilty of rape in the third degree and committing a criminal sexual act in the first degree. However, he was acquitted of rape in the first degree and predatory sexual assault. Anyway, from what I understand, the jury believed that he raped Jessica Mann and assaulted Mimi Haley. But, by definition, rape in the first degree requires “forcible compulsion,” which is somehow different from other forms of nonconsensual sex. Side bar, if the sex is nonconsensual, doesn’t that already make it “forcible?” Like, I’m no lawyer but that just makes sense to me, man. In any case, Weinstein now faces a possible prison term of five to 25 years. The way I see it, the court probably won’t go easy on him with the sentencing, fam.

Moving on, this case is another example of the “chickens coming home to roost” for notorious predators. Hell, back in 2018, the justice system got Bill Cosby the fuck up outta here. Side bar, I’m not even remotely surprised that Cosby is out here defending Weinstein, bruh. *Sigh* I guess rapists have to stick together, son. All I know is, I’m tired of getting messages from Cosby’s handlers. Fam, just tell Pudding Man to shut the fuck up and finish his sentence. In addition, where are all of the “woke” people on their “they’re only coming for Black celebrities” shit? Yeah, Weinstein was found guilty just like Cosby. So, let’s just worry about putting ALL of the rapists away and leave race out of this, man.

In the end, good riddance to Harvey Weinstein. Ultimately, he coasted for way too long, bruh. By and by, I hope the rest of these offenders are sweating bullets right now. At the end of the day, there’s no place for this type of abuse, son. For all of my dudes out there, just find people who actually want to fuck, man. It really isn’t that hard, folks. We’re (mostly) all sexual creatures. So, go bump uglies with somebody who actually wants it, brethren. That is all. LC out.