The buzz about black movie sequels has gotten pretty loud lately. Especially on Friday nights when BET reruns Love & Basketball for twelve hours straight. As soon as those closing credits start and we see Monica out on the court with Lisa Leslie, the tweets start rolling in: “When are they going to come out with a Love, Basketballs & Babies or something?”
I get it, trust me, I do. I’m one of the many people who’ve opted to lay in bed watching Brown Sugar with some red velvet ice-cream instead of going out for a night in a crowded club. And I can probably recite every line of “A Blues For Nina” from Love Jones, from the “is dat a smile me put on ya’ face, chile” to the “blue in yo’ left thigh.” But my love for these characters and their stories doesn’t demand a movie sequel to perpetuate the legacy.
Truth is, these movies are so great because of their finality.
When Prince Akeem and Lisa had that elaborate marriage at the end of Coming to America, we knew that was the end. No need to continue on with the couple as they rule over Zamunda and pop out a dozen seeds. What’s the point? We know what happens next.
Of course, we all want to keep living vicariously through these stories we love so much. And it’s understandable. But not every sequel has The Best Man Holiday potential. As much as we want a Love Jones sequel, if Theodore Witcher isn’t writing the screenplay, chances are it won’t have it’s same allure.
Let’s stop trying to franchise our stories like a vampire love series and start supporting more black movies that are to come. Because while we’re stuck in the past, those new movies are still considered “too risky” to be produced by major studios.
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