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I have worked as a film publicist in NYC for 30 years.  This blog is the story of my life, as well as random thoughts on various topics.

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Reid Rosefelt

Raising Arizona Film Festival

Sunday, May 02, 2010

By this point I’m assuming most people are sick of hearing about the new “Show Me Your Papers” law in Arizona, so I thought I would annoy you with it one more time. (If you are just coming back from a long hike in the Adirondacks and don’t know what I’m talking about you can get a roundup here.)

The thing that fascinated me about this is that everyone is looking at this law from the perspective of WWII Nazi movies. This idea was popularized by Seth Myers of SNL’s “Weekend Update”:

I couldn’t help thinking, that WWII Nazi movies aren’t the only ones where they ask you to show your papers. A recent one that came to my mind was “Amreeka,” about a Palestinian family. In that movie, I felt not just the humiliation of going through a checkpoint, but made me think about the hassle of it. Checkpoints mean traffic jams. You’re going to get home late. You are going to sit in a sweaty car. And there is always implicit danger if you happen to get a hot-headed soldier or one who has had a bad day.

Imagine you are Latino citizen on your way home from a Cinco de Mayo parade. You may have all the ID in the world, but you aren’t going to get home in time to watch “Lost.”

The whole idea of being asked for my ID makes me sick to my stomach. Cops have always unnerved me. They make me stupid. I remember once being interrogated by a customs agent. He asked me what I did for a living, and I said I was a film publicist. So he asked me what movies I was working on and I had no idea. If I lived in Arizona and they asked me for my ID, I would probably get so nervous that I would give them my Banana Republic charge card. “Wise guy, eh? We know what to do with wise guys like you.” I could have my passport and driver’s license in my front pocket and I’d get tasered anyway.

Anyway, I was thinking, why not a “Raising Arizona” film festival dedicated to the best “Show Me Your Papers” movies? What are your favorites? Please put them in your comments.

I don’t remember if the aliens in “District 9” had to show papers. If they had papers, I don’t know where they’d put them, as they didn’t wear pants. But I doubt they would have let those gross-looking guys out, even with papers.

Any fondly remembered apartheid movies? I don’t remember if anybody had to show papers in “Cry Freedom.”

Berlin? There must have been a lot of people who had to show papers at Checkpoint Charlie.

Help me out here, folks.

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5/2/2010 11:22:00 PM #

Plenty of movies set in Berlin (where i have been consigned to hell until the summer), and most made during the post-war (that's WW II, folks) do concern papers/proper credentials/passports. Some of these movies: Billy Wilder's A FOREIGN AFFAIR with Dietrich and Jean Arthur; THE BIG LIFT with Montgomery Clift; Carol Reed's THE MAN BETWEEN with James Mason, Claire Bloom and Hildegarde Knef; Wilder's ONE TWO THREE with Cagney, Pamela Tiffin and Horst Bucholz; Martin Ritt's THE SPY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD with Richard Burton and Claire Bloom. Always a tense scene when the characters are in the wrong place and asked for identification. As for Checkpoint Charlie, it's now a "museum" with a very active (almost aggressive) gift shop, and the whole neighborhood has become one of the big gallery havens in Berlin's bid to take over the international art scene from New York City. (As Alicia Silverstone would say in CLUELESS, "As if!")

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