
Here I am at the special event, “Clips and Conversation,” hosted by Sony Pictures and the African American Film Critics Association (AAFCA) on November 9, 2017 at the Regency West in Leimert Park Village.
Oh Denzel Washington, how do I love thee, let me count the ways?
I love you for that single tear that tickled down your right eye in your Oscar-winning performance of “Glory,” showing strength, yet defiance.
I love you for transforming yourself into Spike Lee’s “Malcolm X,” donning reddish hair, while echoing the speaking power of the great slain civil rights leader.
Oh, I love you for your nastiness as a dirty cop in “Training Day,” letting us know that King Kong ain’t got nothing on you, and grabbing another gold statuette along the way. We all know you’re such a gentleman, a humanitarian and a philanthropist, but it was exhilarating to watch you on the big screen as one of the bad guys.
And now I love you as Roman J. Israel, a quirky, socially-awkward, gap-tooth criminal defense attorney, who’s stuck in the 1960s, and want to do the right thing for “the cause.”
I could go on … and I did in my latest column for this week’s California Crusader News. I pay special homage to Washington for his work in the title role of his newest movie, “Roman J. Israel, Esq.” It’s in theatres now.



