
It's been three days, and I'm still angry. I'm referring to an effort that I made in helping out two students of color in my department (Women's Studies) launch a film series that would focus on women in global perspective. Last week, they decided to showcase Lisa Jackson's film,
The Greatest Silence: Rape in the Congo (remember that moment last April when many of us blogged on the problem of the Congolese war and the rape epidemic that emerged in its wake?). Only 10 people showed up - all, with the exception of a Latina and a white female student who does research on African women, were black women.
When I decided to find out from one of my colleagues why there was such a lack of interest, she told me the subject was too dark and it simply reinforced stereotypes of African women's victimization. I told her that these particular students who organized the series wanted an opportunity to watch and critique films that focused on women of color, and why was it so wrong for them to try and engage the subject? The response: "Is this really what Women's Studies is all about?" The implication: no wonder we are so vulnerable in this climate of economic recession and budget cuts when all we want to talk about is how victimized women are, especially in Africa.
Well, I showed up (the only faculty to do so), and the students of color in attendance were angry about who didn't show up. So angry, in fact, that they were much too eager to vilify the white female filmmaker, Lisa Jackson, who offered the Congolese rape victims nail polish to make them "feel better" about their experiences while they were in hospital getting treated for the fistula problem that resulted from the vicious attacks they experienced. Fortunately, as the faculty member in the room, I helped them see her role as a filmmaker in giving voice to a previously silenced group of women. Despite the flaws of the film, Lisa Jackson let her medium serve as an empowering space in which women theorized about their oppression and placed their experience in global perspective.
To me, this was so effective that the audience eventually linked what was going on to the global economy and our present-day economic meltdown. It was quite useful for us to connect the dots and consider how this rape epidemic in the Congo is a direct result of a global economic praxis that has led not only to the rape and pillaging of the African continent but also to the rape and pillaging of our economic system over here.
This is why we have film series and similar events - especially during Black History and Women's History months. Yet, when nobody shows up to demonstrate they have an interest in such subjects, people tend to get a little pissed. And, yes, the women of color in the audience were livid that the white women in our department stayed away.
If they had at first considered becoming majors and pursuing degrees in our discipline - now at a point when we need to increase our student enrollment since, without students, we become vulnerable and easy targets in the eyes of administrators - they certainly won't now. And I'm really angry because we blew it. It wasn't enough to just showcase an event highlighting the lives of women of color, we need to demonstrate with our presence that we're not just giving lip service to the idea that we're inclusive. Especially when it's clear that we're not and will continue to marginalize women of color. The students of color organizers feel so demoralized, they might not bother to promote the rest of the series!
The day after that film series premiere, I went to get my hair braided. My hair dresser is from Sierra Leone, and usually, she's always got one of her "Nollywood" videos on (those are films made in West African countries like Nigeria and Ghana). Nollywood

movies, much like Bollywood, are very melodramatic and last for a couple of hours (which is why they make for good viewing when one is getting one's hair braided). I was watching a movie called Soul of a Maiden, and the drama is quite gripping. A prince wants to defy "tradition" (a typical plot in many of
these movies) to marry the woman he loves - revealed to him when he had an opportunity to observe her virtuous qualities - rather than the woman who has been selected for him (in the "tradition" of selecting the best dancer in a display of pomp and bedecked virgins dancing before the royal court in a rural village).

Nollywood movies have a lot in common with "Chitlin Circuit" theater and movies, except they are ten times more complex and hardly one-dimensional. Oh, the drama is usually the same -thwarted love, crime, betrayal, etc. - but there is often a dash of shocking brutality that is not so easy to pinpoint as "African savagery." First of all, these are Africans looking at themselves, so when they critique violence in their stories, it's based on a universal reflection of how to preserve what is good in one's culture without reproducing the evil that comes with it. My problem, having watched a number of these films, is the undercurrent of misogyny that exists since it's usually a woman who is the villain and the culprit. In Soul of a Maiden, after the woman who was selected for the prince is roundly rejected when he discovers that she is not the virgin she pretended to be (so many levels, so many levels for critique!), she decides to thwart the chances of the woman he loves by setting her up to be raped.
Duuuude! The horror of the story is, once the king discovers that the prince's fiancee belongs to a particular caste viewed as "outcasts," the king goes along with the plan, which gets even more horrific when they encounter a tribe that is willing to murder her to fulfill a ritual that requires the sacrifice of a virgin.
After much convoluted turn of events take place, you will be pleased to know our heroine is saved, but she and her prince do not get together. She has decided, after all that has taken place, that they could not be together. She leaves her village, and the prince decides to live abroad, not having reconciled with what his father has tried to do.
Now, I know better than to think if the film series showcased this film in lieu of The Greatest Silence, we would probably have the same number of people show up to see this movie. But, I do think of the charge leveled against the organizers - "why must we continue to highlight African women's victimization?"
I'd be happy to engage such a question if we also asked the same thing about white people's victimization when we watch movies like No Country for Old Men, Revolutionary Road, The Reader, The Dark Knight, and any horror flick that comes out for that matter. Placing Soul of a Maiden alongside The Greatest Silence: Rape in the Congo, I see victimization AND I see women's agency. Mostly, I see African women at the center of these films, which means focusing on their concerns and their perspectives.
It's Women's History Month, and I'd like to think all women are included in our celebration. I especially hope that we have enough of a community to appreciate the efforts our students of color make to shape and be included in Women's Studies.