She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.
It’s like when someone says, ‘How are you?’ Do you say, ‘Well, my head hurts and I’m lonely and depressed and I’m worried about everything and the world is collapsing and full of evil’? Or do you say, ‘I’m fine’?
My mother doesn’t like tattoos. She says art belongs on a wall. Well I say no one, not even my mother gets to tell me that I can’t be a masterpiece.
Strange how we decorate pain.
Even the prettiest flower can be poisonous.
It’s exactly what you think it is and you need to listen to it.
Do the Right Thing (1989) - dir. Spike Lee
Do the Right Thing is a beautifully crafted film about racism, pacifism, activism, and pride. It’s an unforgettable affair with one-of-a-kind characters, terrific performances, and honesty. Spike Lee is Spike Lee because of this film. Hell, every time I see this one it gets better and better. From the opening credits during Public Enemy’s “Fight the Power” right on to the conflicting postgraphs from Malcolm X and Martin Luther King, Jr.
If documentarians were as capable of showing both sides of humanity as Lee does here, no one would watch anything else. The script is flawless. Lee’s direction is flawless. Danny Aiello, Giancarlo Esposito, John Turturro and Ossie Davis are flawless. Do the Right Thing is not only a great example of filmmaking, but its also a great example of the relevancy of art, in any medium whatsoever.