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“Push, Precious.. you got to PUSH!”

17 Apr

I cried and it was a beautiful cry.


I never spoke publicly about the Precious, the movie inspired by this novel–and with reason; I don’t like to speak on things when I don’t know at least two sides’ worth of info and perspective. So I bought this yesterday, opened it up on the B train on the way home, and didn’t put it down until two hours and a few tears later.

For starters, everybody mad at the depiction of blacks in the movie needs to [CENSORED]. Just read first.. Lee Daniels (the director) didn’t use the movie to portray any damn body, he was just trying to tell the story as best he could without getting into the XXX-rated passages that were in the novel. And I remember thinking to myself, “So that’s why the movie seemed so full of holes!” You have to remember, this is Precious telling the story.. and in both movie & book, her mind wanders terribly. It makes perfect sense and Daniels obviously tried to do the best job he could to get you to see the world exactly as she saw it (and not as a normal person would).

That whole chicken scene that got folks pissed? In the book. With great reason.
That wole AIDS thing that got folks pissed? In the book. And in Ms. Rain’s class alone, more girls than just Precious had it. You have to think about the time period.. this was New York City in the 80s when nobody gave a motherfucking SHIT. Not nurses, not welfare, not teachers, not police, not people.
That whole Rhonda/crazy Jamaican? DEEP life story. And Jermaine, the butch lesbian? DEEP life story as well. Pretty much every girl in that pre-GED class was molested by a father/brother/mother/anybody, and still wanted to go to school to get off the system.

PUSH is not a novel about a fucked up fat black girl, and I’m being blunt about it. Precious told so many stories with her story. She told the story of a force-fed, overweight black woman. She told the story of a young 2-time teen mother. She told the story of a incestuous rape victim, the story of an AIDS victim, the story of a troubled teenager who loved school but did poorly, the story of a child born to welfare and expected to never transcend beyond parameters set forth by the apathetic social workers merely analyzing her for a paycheck instead of a solution. Precious told our stories.

This is what people keep getting wrong–PUSH wasn’t about Precious never giving up. She never once entertained giving up because that wasn’t an option necessary to her survival. Giving up is an option, the anti- to not giving up.. and she didn’t HAVE any damn options.

If you read closely.. even if you listen to the narration in the movie closely (cuz some of you STILL won’t read that book)–PUSH is the riveting testimony of a young woman whose will to live was never even in question.

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