I was fully prepared to write a rebuttal to Grace Ali’s criticism of the Times’ article “How the Movies Made A President.” I read A.O. Scott and Manholia Dargis’ article keeping in mind that the piece was just a naïve reflection of the industry’s insensitive portrayal of black characters in film. Obama’s acceptance into the world of politics was bound to bring forward some racial gullibility. I’ve already seen the message of “Hope” used as a blanket of convenience, an attempt to mask any previous indiscretions towards persecution or ignorance. To that I would say, “Change is the point.” Caucasoids have been saying genealogically incorrect things since they figured out how to speak in caves.
Let’s not dwell…Right?
That’s when I hit the 4th to last paragraph in the NYT article, describing Yoda as the spiritual negro that guides Luke Skywalker on his heroic path.
Uh, did someone at the New York Times liken black actors to an emerald swamp creature with Frank Oz’s hand up his butt? Lordy…I would have preferred that they sited “Amos and Andy” instead.
Besides, everyone knows that, truly, the raven-colored Darth Vader and the silky smooth Lando Calrissian we’re the onyx that connected the stars in that galaxy far, far away.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhXOwlXfsug

The idea of him being President as the nation is in desperate need of help draws a parallel to the undertones of those films mentioned. Just a thought.