Spike Lee’s short film New York New York

Yesterday in a press conference, the President* said the words “If you take New York out of the equation, we have a low mortality rate.” The words “FUCK. YOU.” don’t even begin to express my feelings about the heartlessness of that statement, from a man who always wanted to belong in New York, but who never did. Who returns “home” now to jeering crowds protesting outside his gold palace. Nobody ever liked him here. New Yorkers always saw through him. “Take New York out of the equation.” Way to provide healing and support to a suffering city. What leadership.

Spike Lee just dropped a short film on Instagram, a love letter to suffering New York. His introductory text: “My Short Film-NEW YORK NEW YORK Is A Love Letter To It’s People Plain And Simple.” The film is 3 minutes and 30 seconds long and it is overwhelming.

It’s just been uploaded to Youtube if it’s easier to watch it there.

It’s healing. We will need so much healing in the months to come.

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6 Responses to Spike Lee’s short film New York New York

  1. Clary says:

    If there was a prize for being the worst president, I can think of a few others, but in the end, there would be no contest, I’m afraid.
    What a beautiful film, clear and simple, no need to say anything.

    • sheila says:

      it’s so moving – also I find the image of Spike, mask on his face (maybe covered in Knicks logos?), wandering around the 5 boroughs with his Super 8 so moving, him filming all of the empty streets and playgrounds … waiting for everyone to return.

  2. Carolyn Clarke says:

    Overwhelming doesn’t begin to describe it. I love my city. Born and raised there. We will come back stronger than ever. George Bush told us to drop dead. GBJr didn’t have a clue what to do after 9/11. Drug Wars. AIDS. We’ll beat this and Agent Orange, too. As Maya Angelou says: You may write me down in history/With your bitter twisted lies/You may trod me in the very dirt/But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

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