Film Review
WALKOUT - A Critical Review
By Arturo P. Garcia
March 31, 2006
Some people have recently called the HBO film, Walkout, as “providing
much inspiration to the student walkouts” across America in recent days.
The movie is about the story of Paula Crisostomo, daughter of Filipino
janitor Panfilo Crisostomo and a Mexican mother, who was one of those
who led the walkout of over 10,000 high school students in East Los
Angeles in 1968. Her story was highlighted in a telemovie, entitled
Walkout produced among others by Latino-American actor Edward James
Olmos for HBO and launched this March 18, 2006.
This film is a
remarkable breakthrough of sorts one which celebrates the struggle of
the Chicano minority for self-determination in racist, capitalist
America“ something that a progressive can both appreciate and agree
with. But there are also things that one must also be critical about.
Although the film is a historical feature that tells the story
of the Chicano people’s struggle against racism and discrimination and
is undoubtedly a breakthrough against white supremacy, it is also a
telling lesson in the chauvinism of some Chicano activists towards
Filipinos in America. This is a case of a majority minority that
unconsciously or consciously discriminates against another albeit
smaller national minority in advocating for its own self-determination
in the United States.
Don’t get us wrong. Filipinos have gone a
long way in building solidarity with the Mexican people. Filipinos have
had a long history of cooperation with the Mexican people even with
their own struggle for national determination and liberation.
Tracing our history, Filipinos of Mexican origin led the Cavite Mutiny
of 1872 that resulted in the martyrdom of the three Filipino Priests,
Frs. Gomez, Burgos and Zamora (Gomburza)- an event which had a powerful
effect on the Filipino people and later became an inspiration for Dr.
Jose Rizal to write a novel about Spanish clerico-fascism and colonial
theocracy.
The early decades of the last century in the United
States tell many stories not only of how white capitalist bosses pitted
Filipinos and Mexicans against each other, but also of how both groups
united and organized eventually to prevail over corporate growers up and
down the West Coast, but especially in the valleys of California.
What is perhaps a fitting example of solidarity is the internationalism
of Philip Vera Cruz who graciously gave way to the much younger Cesar
Chavez to become the president of the United Farm Workers Union (UFW) in
the mid-1960’s to preserve the union’s internal unity and unify
Filipino and Mexican workers against capitalist exploitation and
oppression in the fields.
And yet, woefully, Philip Vera Cruz
is often relegated to the background and forgotten by the UFW in its
official history and all the glories are bestowed on Cesar Chavez as if
he were some kind of demigod and savior of farm workers. Simply not
true. From the point of view of the manongs and veterans of the 1965
Grape Boycott that started it all, Cesar was a terrible ingrate. What
the UFW does not want brought to light until this day is how Chavez
stabbed Filipinos in the back when in 1978 he went to the Philippines to
shake hands with Philippine dictator Marcos and shamelessly brought
along yellow trade unionists like Luis Taruc and Jerry Montemayor back
to Delano. It was this incident that broke the camel’s back and made
Philip Vera Cruz bitterly resign as Executive Vice President of the UFW.
This is but an example of big-minority chauvinism of some in the
Chicano movement in their zeal to promote Chicanismo “ or Chicano power
at the expense of Filipinos.
If we go back to the film “
Filipinos have a point in resenting the fact that the role of the
Filipino father Panfilo Crisostomo was given to a Mexican actor. Could
the film makers really not have found any Filipino actor to play such a
role more suitably?
Thus, even in the film, the Filipino character
was again diminished and was again relegated to the background. He was
featured cussing a Filipino expletive word which was not even correctly
pronounced.
In one scene, Panfilo was quoted: If you get into
the ring, you will be hurt. And do you know why Americans are afraid to
fight Latino boxers? Because they don’t quit. This is to tell her
daughter why she should continue to fight for what she thinks is right.
This is simply a case of stereotyping and attributing to Latinos what
is also applicable to Filipinos. That fighting quality may be true for
Latino boxers. But it is even more apt for Filipino boxers today when we
have the likes of Manny Pacquiao.
And it was also true even back in the
sixties when Flash Elorde was world champ in the junior lightweight
division. Paula Crisostomo’s quality of never giving up was in her blood
as a Filipina. Like Gabriela Silang, Filipinas never give up and fight
to the last breath for what they believe is right.
One part of
the film which was almost fleeting was Panfilo’s rejoinder to her
daughter: You are not Chicana. you are a Chilifina”
Overall,
notwithstanding our criticism of the portrayal of the Filipino father,
the film is still a breakthrough of sorts and offers a way to correct
the horrible deficiencies of the mainstream Hollywood studios of
portraying the usual racist and chauvinist stereotypes of minorities as
criminals, syndicated crime warlords, berserk, exotic and other images
that they want to portray.
As with the film Crash which
portrays Asians as human smugglers and Arabs as angry, unreasonable
would-be killers, progressives should stand up and criticize films or
aspects of them which appear to talk about racism but in effect are
still racist or white supremacist in essence.
Genuine
self-determination starts with respect for each others culture and
learning from each other’s strengths and weaknesses. Not demeaning and
disparaging each others culture and imposing one’s own over the other.
Or else we will always be like the enemy we are out to overthrow and
change is not coming from ourselves.
We should always remember to
change the society, change must also come from within ourselves.
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