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The PackageThe
Italian filmmaking team of Gualtiero Jacopetti and Franco Prosperi have been
called “the most devious and
irresponsible filmmakers who have ever lived,” a claim they more than
live up to in their many films. Most
notable among those films are the MONDO CANE flicks of 1962-64, which kicked
off the “Mondo” cycle of exploitation documentaries; AFRICA ADDIO (1966), a
hard-hitting look at life in
1971’s
GOODBYE UNCLE TOM (a.k.a. ADDIO ZIO TOM), however, is surely their magnum opus,
a sleaze epic that puts the team’s documentary background to good use and
outdoes all their other films in sheer outrageousness.
Indeed, GOODBYE UNCLE TOM is arguably the
most effective cinematic treatment of slavery and its consequences, surpassing
all the others--ROOTS, MANDINGO, DRUM, AMISTAD, ILL-GOTTEN GAINS, BELOVED and
The
film was initially given an extremely limited grindhouse release that was
heavily cut and without credits; its backers apparently wanted to distance
themselves from this wildly controversial film (in her venomous NEW YORKER
review an outraged Pauline Kael made a point of listing the names of everyone
involved) and US distributors over the years have done their best to pretend it
never existed. It’s now legally
available as part of Blue Underground’s limited edition MONDO CANE
COLLECTION, a lovingly presented 8-DVD set that includes both the 123-minute
English version of GOODBYE UNCLE TOM (which was popular on the bootleg circuit
for several years), as well as the newly discovered 136-minute Italian language
director’s cut, which is even more potent.
If you only know this incredible film in the English language cut than
you owe it to yourself to catch this new and improved version.
For that matter, if you’re an exploitation buff who hasn’t seen the
film at all, then you simply MUST get a hold of GOODBYE UNCLE TOM, ASAP! |
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The StoryThe
year is 1971 and America is tearing itself apart at the seams: African
Americans, tired of the mistreatment they’re had to endure at the hands of
the white man, are rising up, with folks like Malcolm X and Leroi Jones
(according to this movie, at least) encouraging their brothers to kill whitey.
In
order to examine how things got this way, the filmmakers decide to travel back
in time for a close-up look at slavery in the nineteenth century.
They start off at a New Orleans plantation where they interview several
aristocratic Southerners (whose ranks include UNCLE TOM’S CABIN author
Harriett Beecher Stowe), who sitting around the dinner table enthusiastically
defend the practice of slave-holding while tossing left-overs to black children
huddled under the table. Next the
filmmakers visit a slave ship discharging its cargo, consisting of several
hundred Africans suffering from disease and malnutrition.
They also profile a “House Momma” (an overweight black woman who
supervises the slaves) in action, abusing her black and white charges
unmercifully, and hunters who are paid to track down escaped slaves.
A bug-eyed doctor methodically describes how black people don’t have
much depth of feeling and so (he claims) it’s okay for whites to make slaves
out of them. We also look in on
the workings of a whorehouse where black women are dressed up and paraded for
the approval of horny white men, and a slave auction where those same white men
barter in human cargo.
But
that’s not all: we also see a reenactment of the more lurid portions of the
confessions of Nat Turner (an escaped slave who murdered fifty five whites,
reportedly under the orders of God) transposed to modern times.
The film ends with a black man on a beach demonstrating racial tolerance
by popping a white kid’s ball and grinning maniacally.
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The DirectionThose
looking for a thoughtful and refined look at racial problems in American
won’t find them here, as this is an extremely lurid, in your face account.
It contains some of the most astounding imagery I’ve seen in any
movie, images I honestly can’t fathom how the filmmakers achieved.
It puts me in mind of the filmmaker Lars Von Trier, who apparently had
trouble finding black actors to portray slaves in his historical drama
MANDERLAY, yet in GOODBYE UNCLE TOM we see literally hundreds of naked black
men packed into the bowels of a slave ship like sardines and greedily clamoring
for gruel at a narrow feeding trough (the film was largely shot in Haiti
utilizing native extras and, curiously enough, NO actors are listed in the
credits). Make no mistake:
Gualtiero Jacopetti and Franco Prosperi had a genius for exploitation that
remains unmatched.
Yes,
I did say exploitation: note the way
the camera lingers on the sight of black women being raped and even zooms in at
opportune moments (Jacopetti and Prosperi, being very much filmmakers of their
time, love their zoom lens), or the
killing of escaped slaves filmed in loving slow motion to be sure and capture
every gruesome moment. Any
humanitarian aims the film might have are obliterated by the outrageously
nihilistic finale, which posits that there’s no hope for reconciliation
between the races and
Nevertheless,
the film is impressive and even admirable in its steadfastly unblinking and
politically incorrect depiction of the slave trade.
Jacopetti and Prosperi utilized many of the same crewmembers they did in
their documentary work, which explains the photorealistic feel of so much of
GOODBYE UNCLE TOM. Exploitation or
not, it must be counted as the most monumental and historically accurate
depiction of the horrors of slavery ever put on film. |
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Vital StatisticsGOODBYE
UNCLE TOM (ADDIO ZIO TOM) Euro
International Films Cinematography:
Claudio Cirillo, Antonio Climati, Benito Frattari
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