Fuck. Just out of I Am Not Your Negro. Absolutely fucking excellent. It’s an attempt to finish on film James Baldwin’s final unfinished manuscript sketching a history of America by tracing the deaths of Medgar Evers, Malcolm X and Martin Luther King. What unfolds on the screen is a series of visual essays on the soul of America. It is personal, it is political, it is philosophical, it is a living and continuing history, it is both a prophecy and a warning. It is moving and it is vitally alive. I cannot say it is beautiful because it is ugly but it is necessary. A true accomplishment. Everyone should see it until they choke or grow.