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My gripe has
nothing to do with cultural appropriation or getting the cultural aspects right,
though both are important issues. My gripe is more a question: “Does the world really
need to see more Latino gangsters on the “big” screen, no matter how beautiful the
actors appear or how superbly they sing and dance? At least Shakespeare’s Romeo
and Juliet represented the upper echelons of Italian society.
According to L.A.
Times writer, Ashley Lee, the story’s original creators saw a newspaper
article in 1955, where “…a fight broke out between two gangs in San
Bernardino: Two young men fought outside a dance…one died. It sparked the idea
to inject the tragic love story with some racial conflict.”
That’s the basis for
West Side Story, the murder of a Chicano at a dance in San Bernardino. One has
to question the media’s use of the word “gang” in the 1950s. While Caucasian motorcycle and auto enthusiasts, even the Hells Angels, were considered “clubs,” Chicanos,
in a group, were often considered “gangs.”
Even into the 1990s, a district attorney in Orange County investigating the accidental murder of an Anglo
youth during a confrontation between two groups of teenagers, one the media referred to as a group of Caucasian friends and the other a "gang", Mexican kids from the same high school with no gang ties. The D.A. said the legal system had no "gang" designation for white youth.
While some
Latinos might think the West Side Story isn’t about them because, “It’s about Puerto
Ricans,” I don’t think that’s how the country will see it. When West Side Story
is shown in Asia, Africa, and Europe, will audiences understand the ethnic
differences?
Even in the
States, many Caucasians, especially in Middle America, have never taken an
ethnic studies class, so they won’t differentiate between Puerto Ricans,
Cubans, Salvadorans, Hondurans, Guatemalans, Argentinians, Paraguayans, or any
other Latino group. To them, we’re all “Mexicans” moving in among them, toting the violent, foreign culture they saw in Steven Spielberg’s latest movie.
The new, improved
West Side Story is just another reminder to American society that “gangsterism”
and Latino culture are synonymous, probably going back to our savage indigenous
roots, a topic Luis Valdez explored in his play Zoot Suit; though, many
historians claim that before the arrival of the Europeans, most indigenous
groups lived harmoniously, and if skirmishes did break out, battles to the
death were rare.
Even in
Mesoamerica, with all the sacrificial victims, large scale, murderous wars between
groups weren’t the norm. We know the different indigenous groups participated
in flower wars, intimidating each other with a show of aesthetics over
violence. Besides, it was more profitable to turn a conquered enemy into subservient subjects rather than killing them.
Some historians say, when the Indians first
witnessed European savagery on the battlefield, they were horror-stricken, wondering
what kind of men could engage in such mass slaughter.
As for Hollywood,
there is a reason it’s called the “Big Screen,” not for the size of the screen, alone, but
for the large impression movies leave on their audiences, especially the youth.
Too many people leave the theater believing what they saw up there on the “big”
screen is true, possibly true, or could be true.
I recently read
where there is no such thing as an anti-war movie, no matter how violent,
brutal, or horrendous the particular movie portrayed combat. Army recruiters
say recruitment rises after the release of these movies. Before combat in
Afghanistan and Iraq, soldiers and marines watched Apocalypse Now and Full
Metal Jacket, driving themselves into a “hoo-rah” frenzy before rushing off
into “Indian-country” to confront the enemy.
Today, youth are
obsessed with small fast cars, racing, spinning wheelies, crashing, and dying,
or killing others. Is it a coincidence Hollywood’s blockbusters in the past
twenty years, especially among Latino youth, have been movies like the Fast and
Furious?
When I once asked
my father about gangs in his generation, he told me gangs didn’t start in Mexican neighborhoods because
of poverty or poor living conditions but because of Hollywood, especially the 1930s George Raft, James Cagney, and Edward G. Robinson gangster movies. Kids flooded the theaters, and after watching a gangster movie, they wanted to dress and act like the gangsters on the screen, bringing in the Zoot Suit era. Since they were
unable to afford their own suits, they donned their parents too-large “drapes” making them look stylish. The first zoot suitors weren't even Caucasian or Mexican but Filipinos.
Gangs are an American phenomenon, as Martin Scorsese showed in Gangs of New York, going back to the late 1800s. The early "gangsters," according to New York writer Jimmy Breslin, were corrupt bankers, businessmen, and politicians, guys with names like Barney, Rubenstein, and Schultz. With their "take" they founded prestigious American institutions. Breslin writes, Barney, "...who was not smart enough to stop stealing...blew his brains out. This didn't stop his heirs, who founded Smith Barney stockbrokers and used the motto, 'We make money the old-fashioned way. We earn it.' They should have said, 'We steal it.' That's right. This is America."
The movies, and guys with names like Siegel, brought the culture to the West Coast in the 1920s and 1930s, challenging corrupt businessmen and politicians who had already set up shop in Los Angeles and San Francisco. Small groups of working-class kids played the role and handed it down from one generation to another. However, most youth didn't have time to play gangster. They were too busy working to help support their families. After
WWII, now veterans, they married, found jobs, and settled down, along with everybody else.
In Southern
California, young men, like men anywhere, identified with their neighborhoods, friends
and relatives, whether it was Santa Monica, Venice, West L.A., or Pacoima in
the Valley, Maravilla or White Fence in East L.A. Home ownership brought in responsibility and an
entirely new era. There were always the pachucos who couldn't assimilate, found themselves in an out of jail, or strung out on drugs, just like the rebels in other cultures, and, often, an embarrassment to their own.
In the 1950s-early
60s, California car clubs appeared, mostly Caucasian youth who could, first of
all, afford to own cars. Modeled after movies like Black Board Jungle, the Wild
One, and Rebel without a Cause, club members wore black leather jackets or personalized club jackets with the name of the car club on the back. A cousin told
me, recently, when he was at University High School in the 1950s, the big deal
was belonging to the Continentals car club. Each high
school had its own car club. “They, the white guys, I guess, didn’t really want us in their club,” he
said, “us” meaning Mexicans. “So, we started our own club, the Falcons."
The zoot suit, a thing of the past, they wore mostly blue jeans and white t-shirts. They “horsed
around,” drank beer, drove around town, or hung out at the neighborhood park. There were fights, usually fist fights against other clubs. Sometimes, if it got bad, someone would pull out tire iron or a bicycle chain as a weapon. The thing was--most of them knew each other. Santa
Monica had the Cobras and Venice, the Dukes, and it wasn't long before the media dubbed them "gangs."
In the 1960s, the khaki and Pendleton years, drugs like heroin then cocaine in the 70s, 80s, and 90s added an entirely new
element to the culture, addiction, which meant the need for money. Lots of it. There were turf wars. Kids who proved their mettle with their fists, were now chasing and shooting each other, devastating families. Crack hit South Los Angeles' streets. Nixon, Reagan, and future drug wars kicked
everything into high gear. It was no longer neighborhood gangs fighting over
reputations, it was hundreds then thousands, and today,
millions of dollars at stake. The international drug trade, banks, big pharma, and governments (the true gangsters) entered the picture, and it's an entirely different world.
Still, the
numbers of youth involved in so-called gangs were, and are, small in comparison
to the numbers who go to school and work each day, live normal, productive lives. I don’t
know many hard-working neighborhoods or families where gang members are praised,
except in their own small world. I suppose that’s why it’s somewhat irksome
that the movie West Side Story has made such a big splash.
Many of us will view it for what it is, an entertaining movie based on American
gang lore and just another version of the Romeo and Juliet story. Still, there
will be others who will take it as fact and think that Latinos created gang
life in the United States instead of the other way around.
1 comment:
I was never a fan of Westside Story. Like when Tony goes into Spanish Harlem and yells "Maria!" Only one woman sticks her head out the window.
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