When I was 14, construction works started in my middle school, to build a new gym. In the meantime, me and the other girls had to change in a temporary building adjacent to the construction site. One day, one of the teachers walked in and told us that the construction workers were peeping at us through the windows, and we had to be careful. That was it.
Men have read my script and told me that « Using rape has a plot device is really good. You should insert flashbacks as well. And don’t forget to make the audience needs to relate to the perpretrator. »
Every ten years or so, a French film is released, with the goal of portraying the real lives of black Frenchs. The characters always go through awful struggles and live in what filmmakers believe is black people’s natural environment: “les cites”. These films have the best intentions, but completely lack any kind of relatability, because they are made by people who are not black, and not even working class. In 2000, it was La Squale. In 2001, Fatou la Malienne. In 2014, it was Bande de filles (Girlhood). After these films, almost none of the actors go on to have a career.
Cette année a marqué les 10 ans des révoltes qui ont commencé à Clichy sous bois en Octobre et Novembre 2005. Je n'espérais pas que le moindre évènement commémauratif aurait lieu, étant donné que les évènements ont été effacés de la mémoire collective, comme si la rage et le déni de ceux qui vivent dans des cités n'étaient qu'un feu de paille à éteindre rapidement.
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