excerpt from Chasing Amy
HOOPER: For years in this industry whenever an African-American character - hero or villain - was introduced usually by white artists and writers - they got slapped with racist names that singled them out as negroes: Black Panther, Black Lightning, Black Goliath, Black Mantra, Black Talon, Black Spider, Black Hand, Black Falcon, Black Cat..
VOICE FROM CROWD: She's white.
HOOPER: She is? Well bust this - regardless.
(The banner behind them reads WORDS UP - MINORITY VOICES IN COMICS')
HOOPER: (holds up comic) Now my book, White-Hating Coon', doesn't have any of that bullshit. The hero's name is Maleekwa, and he's a descendant of the black tribe that established the first society on the planet, while all you European motherfuckers were still hiding in caves and shit, all terrified of the sun. He's a strong role model that a young black reader can look up to, Cause I'm here to tell you - the chickens are comin' home to roost, ya'll: the black man's no longer gonna play the minstrel in the medium of comics and Sci-Fi/Fantasy! We're keeping it real, and we're gonna get respect -by any means necessary!
HOLDEN: (calling out) Aw c'mon! That's a bunch of bullshit! Lando Calrissian was a black guy, and he got to fly the Millennium Falcon!
HOOPER: Who said that?!?
HOLDEN: (standing) I did! Lando Calrissian is a positive black role model in the realm of Science Fiction/Fantasy.
HOOPER: Fuck Lando Calrissian! Uncle Tom nigger! Always some white boy gotta invoke the holy trilogy'! Bust this - those movies are about how the white man keeps the brother man down - even in a galaxy far, far away. Check this shit. You got cracker farm-boy Luke Skywalker, Nazi poster boy - blond hair, blue eyes. And then you've got Darth Vader: the blackest brother in the galaxy. Nubian God.
BANKY: What's a Nubian?
HOOPER: Shut the fuck up! Now Vader, he's a spiritual brother, with the force and all that shit. Then this cracker Skywalker gets his hands on a light-saber, and the boy decides he's gonna run the fucking universe - gets a whole Klan of whites together, and they're gonna bust up Vader's hood the Death Star. Now what the fuck do you call that!
BANKY: Intergalactic Civil War?
HOOPER: Gentrification! They're gonna drive our the black element, to make the galaxy quote, unquote safe' for white folks.
HOLDEN: But Vader turns, out to be Luke's father. And in Jedi, they become friends.
HOOPER: Don't make me bust a cap in your ass, yo! Jedi's the most insulting installment, because Vader's beautiful,black visage is sullied when he pulls off his mask to reveal a feeble, crusty white man! They're trying to tell us that deep inside, we all wants to be white!
BANKY: Well isn't that true?
Mar 1st
an excerpt from the film Clerks
VERONICA: (to DANTE) That was Snowball.
DANTE: Why do you call him that?
VERONICA: Sylvan made it up. It's a blow job thing.
DANTE: What do you mean?
VERONICA: After he gets a blow job, he likes to have the cum spit back into his mouth while kissing. It's called snowballing.
DANTE: He requested this?
VERONICA: He gets off on it.
DANTE: Sylvan can be talked into anything.
VERONICA: Why do you say that?
DANTE: Like you said-she snowballed him.
VERONICA: Sylvan? No; I snowballed him.
DANTE: Yeah, right.
VERONICA: I'm serious...
DANTE: You sucked that guy's dick?
VERONICA: Yeah. How do you think I know he liked...
DANTE: (panicky) But...but you said you only had sex with three guys! You never mentioned him!
VERONICA: That's because I never had sex with him!
DANTE: You sucked his dick!
VERONICA: We went out a few times. We didn't have sex, but we fooled around.
DANTE: (massive panic attack) Oh my God! Why did you tell me you only slept with three guys?
VERONICA: Because I did only sleep with three guys! That doesn't mean I didn't just go with people.
DANTE: Oh my God-I feel so nauseous...
VERONICA: I'm sorry, Dante. I thought you understood.
DANTE: I did understand! I understand that you slept with three different guys, and that's all you said.
VERONICA: Please calm down.
DANTE: How many?
VERONICA: Dante...
DANTE: How many dicks have you sucked?!
VERONICA: Let it go...
DANTE: HOW MANY?
VERONICA: All right! Shut up a second and I'll tell you! Jesus! I didn't freak like this when you told me how many girls you fucked.
DANTE: This is different. This is important. How many?! Well...?
VERONICA: (half-mumbled) Something like thirty-six.
DANTE: WHAT? SOMETHING LIKE THIRTY-SIX?
VERONICA: Lower your voice!
DANTE: What the hell is that anyway, "something like thirty-six?" Does that include me?
VERONICA: Um. Thirty-seven.
DANTE: I'M THIRTY-SEVEN?
VERONICA: (walking away) I'm going to class.
DANTE: Thirty-seven?! (to CUSTOMER) My girlfriend sucked thirty-seven dicks!
CUSTOMER: In a row?
DANTE: Hey! Where are you going?!
VERONICA: Hey listen, jerk! Until today you never even knew how many guys I'd slept with, because you never even asked. And then you act all nonchalant about fucking twelve different girls. Well, I never had sex with twelve different guys!
DANTE: No, but you sucked enough dick!
VERONICA: Yeah, I went down on a few guys...
DANTE: A few?
VERONICA: ...And one of those guys was you! The last one, I might add, which-if you're too stupid to comprehend- means that I've been faithful to you since we met! All the other guys I went with before I met you, so, if you want to have a complex about it, go ahead! But don't look at me like I'm the town whore, because you were plenty busy yourself, before you met me!
DANTE: (a bit more rational) Well...why did you have to suck their dicks? Why didn't you just sleep with them, like any decent person?!
VERONICA: Because going down it's a big deal! I used to like a guy, we'd make out, and sooner or later I'd go down on him. But I only had sex with the guys I loved.
DANTE: I feel sick.
VERONICA: I love you. Don't feel sick.
DANTE: Every time I kiss you now I'm going to taste thirty-six other guys.
VERONICA: I'm going to school. Maybe later you'll be a bit more rational.
DANTE: (pause) Thirty-seven. I just can't...
VERONICA: Goodbye, Dante.
DANTE: Try not to suck any more dicks on your way through the parking lot!
Two men who were walking in the opposite direction outside double back and head in the direction. VERONICA went.
DANTE: HEY! HEY, YOU! GET BACK HERE!
Feb 27th