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Tuesday, August 11, 2026

Hedda














Director Nia DaCosta



actress Tessa Thompson

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HEDDA          B                                                                                                                       USA  (107 mi)  2025  ‘Scope  d: Nia DaCosta

A little chaos is good for the gathering.                                                                                       —film tagline

A queer re-imagining of Henrik Ibsen’s 1890 play Hedda Gabler, which deals with the suffocating circumstances that women faced at the time, a woman trapped within a loveless marriage whose scheming has disastrous consequences, delving into the 19th century limitations, the search for meaning, and the destructive nature of boredom and unfulfilled desires.  One of the fathers of modern theater alongside Anton Chekhov and August Strindberg, introducing theatrical realism, Ibsen was profoundly influenced by Freudian psychology, delving into the exploration of human motivations and desires, creating complex, character-driven dramas that outside of Shakespeare make him the second-most frequently performed playwright in the world.  Confounding audiences for well over 100 years with the inscrutability of the character, wanting to be in control of her own destiny, but access is denied at every turn, posing the question, what is freedom, where there’s no real consensus whether she’s a liberated force or a monster.  In recent years, Hedda Gabler has been one of Ibsen’s most frequently produced plays, a deliciously showy role played by a variety of actresses that include Ingrid Bergman in a 1962 British television production, Maggie Smith in London in 1970 (directed by Ingmar Bergman), Claire Bloom in New York in 1971, Glenda Jackson winning an Oscar nomination in Trevor Nunn’s HEDDA (1975), Annette Bening in Los Angeles in 1999, Cate Blanchett in a widely acclaimed 2004 Sydney Theatre Company production, Isabelle Huppert in Paris in 2005, and earlier this year Katie Holmes at The Old Globe in San Diego.  Similar to the caged-bird feeling of Nora in A Doll’s House, this play also deals with a woman trapped by the conventions of marriage, as social constraints prevented women from having the right to make their own choices in life, as that was the exclusive right and privilege of the husband, leaving her having to awkwardly and sometime humiliatingly accept the consequences.  Described by the director as Ibsen’s “complicated women who make choices you don’t agree with,” the play was considered shocking and immoral when it premiered, a daring exploration of power, desire, and a woman’s refusal to be confined, as Hedda defied 19th century gender roles and societal expectations for women, so adding a queer and black element for the character may seem equally as subversive and provocative today.  In a desperate attempt to control her own destiny, Hedda becomes a master manipulator, which is her tragic flaw, much like Shakespeare’s Iago in Othello, discovering the capacity to get what she wants by manipulating others, like a puppetmaster controlling the strings, able to elicit change through illicit means, literally for her own amusement, where a daring lack of subtlety becomes her strong suit.  Rather than confine the setting to a single parlor like the stage play, the film expands the action to a massively sprawling country estate, complete with a lake and labyrinthian garden hedge to heighten the feeling of claustrophobia, where the costume and production design is stellar.  Told in five chapters, while the play has four acts, the film is set in the lush decadence of 1950’s England at the massive, recently purchased home of this newly married couple, Hedda (the unbelievably charismatic Tessa Thompson) and George Tesman (Tom Bateman), which they obviously cannot afford, as it’s well beyond their means, but George is an academic classics scholar with an all but certain university professorship awaiting him, yet he doesn’t exactly send his closeted queer wife’s heart aflutter, as he’s a white, mild-mannered, scholarly, and somewhat dull husband, revealing Hedda’s dissatisfaction with her life, including her disdain for George’s scholarly pursuits and the societal expectations placed upon her.  Thinking a safe, conventional marriage will bring her closer to privilege and respectability, it comes at the expense of her true feelings.  But the heavily mortgaged house that leaves them drowning in debt is for Hedda in an attempt to win her favor, giving her something that he thinks she wants, coming from an aristocratic background, where it’s more of a status symbol, even though they haven’t yet reached any degree of affluence, revealing the conflict between romantic ideals and bourgeois reality.  In the 1950’s, it was exclusively queer men who were routinely rounded up and arrested in England, as being gay was considered a crime until 1967, yet women were completely bypassed and ignored, as if they were invisible, where their sexual preferences simply didn’t exist.

Nia DaCosta worked with Tessa Thompson before in Little Woods (2018), a small independent gem, a story of women navigating life in poor rural America to confront the opioid crisis and pressing issues in women’s health care, while the actress has gone on to star in several commercial blockbusters, breaking ground as cinema’s first openly LGBTQ+ superhero in the Marvel universe, though she also starred in several smaller independent films, like Eugene Ash’s Sylvie's Love (2020) and Rebecca Hall’s 2021 #8 Film of the Year Passing, which are more searingly realistic, while this is a showcase role with a feverishly exaggerated theatricality to it, presenting a protagonist who defies the traditional heroic mold.  Having worked as a production assistant for Steven Soderbergh, Steve McQueen, and Martin Scorsese, DaCosta studied in London for her master’s degree in drama, which is where the idea of making Hedda biracial originated, as she believes it’s important to see “black women behaving badly” onscreen.  Essentially a British costume drama that was actually filmed at Flintham Hall, all taking place in a single evening leading into the dawn, with a vibrant jazz score composed by Hildur Guðnadóttir that does wonders with the flashy style of the opening credits, with its emphasis on drums and percussion, Hildur Guðnadóttir - Stolen Tale - Prepping the Party | Hedda ... YouTube (2:19), where the first thing we notice is Thompson speaking with a British accent, Hedda (2025) 'Where Should I Start' clip |Tessa Thompson ... YouTube (39 seconds), which is a bit startling at first, but it’s also given a classical Mildred Pierce (1945) structure, one of the first important “women’s pictures,” where the entire film is told in a flashback, yet what it really explores is the idea of a woman’s long sought-after independence.  This does the same through Hedda’s stifled character, a sensual free spirit who yearns for freedom but isn’t given the opportunity, so instead she exudes in her status as a sophisticated party girl, someone who is the life of a party, capricious, elegantly dressed, beautiful, and quick on her feet, where she’s the equal of any man, but they have income opportunities that she doesn’t, which leaves her seething in bitterness and scorn, even contempt, where her changing moods reflect the dizzying thought process that can be overwhelming to viewers, using a chameleon-like ability to adapt to the moment, where she’s every emotional state imaginable.  She grew up as the young and beautiful illegitimate daughter of the important General Gabler, where she was paraded around proudly on horseback, now lovingly preserving his collection of guns in a small box that opens only through a small golden key that she always wears around her neck, having a special fondness for shooting them.  Her yearning for beauty is synonymous with freedom, a concept that is at once existential and aesthetic, as the film concerns itself with female aspiration, yet her character is positively infuriating, completely cut off from a life she values, so instead she toys with the lives of others.  None of her friends thought she’d ever get married, as she flirtatiously broadcasts her role as young and unattached, beholden to no one, free from all societal conventions, thoroughly capable of holding her own with anyone, though now it’s clear she’s using her husband’s position to display unimaginable wealth and prestige, throwing a lavish dinner party for the social elite to help secure his position that will be one for the ages.  While George thinks this is all for him, Hedda has other ideas, as we discover that she’s something of an instigator who loves playing cat and mouse games, as we see her move from ecstatic, to sad, to bored, or in the next moment her inquisitiveness suddenly takes shape, as she plots just exactly what she wants to do, underscored by an inventive musical choice, percussion on wood, Vivace – Wood YouTube (1:53), a clever device that reflects the mechanism of her plotting.  Throwing such a lavish and luxurious party is a bit of a fairy tale, especially when the couple was so devastatingly strapped for cash, as the country was still living under post-war food rations (Rationing in the United Kingdom), which remained in effect until 1954, an element of the story that is completely ignored, though it does represent a time when women were being pushed out of the workforce for returning servicemen, a period obsessed with appearances, which is part of the suffocating reality of the times. 

Having been educated in many predominantly white institutions, DaCosta learned fairly quickly how black women are diminished in the eyes of others, understanding that she needed to be uncompromising in her vision.  The work of the Norwegian playwright Henrik Ibsen has transcended time thanks to his realistic approach to morality.  Of all Ibsen’s works, Hedda Gabler is the most detached, the most objective, a character-study through and through, where one cannot even call it a satire, exploring themes of power, freedom, and the societal constraints on women during the 19th century, illustrating Hedda’s struggle against her oppressive circumstances, where the tension escalates as she faces the repercussions of her actions, leading to a dramatic conclusion that reflects her desperate need for recognition in a world that limits her choices.  A lush portrait of a modern woman who is perfectly capable of compartmentalizing her internal thoughts, keeping them both evasive and elusive, belonging only to her and no one else, continually moving from room to room, from one moment to the next, making quick adjustments, finding new angles, new targets, where she’s an absolute delight in being such an unimaginably detestable character, yet she relishes the role, like something out of MEAN GIRLS (2004), continually confounding, sociopathic even, designed to repel audiences, and not easily understood by viewers, wondering why she does the cruel things she does, but it’s all about the power of manipulation.  Her malignant, self-serving egoism rises up uncontrolled, exposing her quick and subtle intellect, where the lavish spectacle is brilliant in coloring and rich in detail, beautifully shot in ‘Scope by Sean Bobbit (Steve McQueen’s cinematographer), as the entire party becomes a series of incidents which can best be described as accidents waiting to happen.  She hasn’t a single intellectual interest or moral limit, instead she languidly cherishes a petty social ambition that she immediately finds obstructed, as that academic position awaiting her husband suddenly finds a rival in successful author Dr. Eileen Lövborg (Nina Hoss, a gender switch from a male character in the play, who curiously played Hedda in a 2013 stage production), an outwardly lesbian former lover of Hedda’s who has just written a book revealing the hidden truths of human sexuality, with the assistance of her current lover Thea (Imogen Poots), that is expected to be revelatory and resurrect her career trajectory, which hit rock bottom during her time with Hedda, as she was an out-of-control alcoholic.  Hoss also displays an enormous range of emotions, from restraint and passion to sheer desperation.  To the complete dismay of her husband, Hedda has invited Eileen to the party, which is sure to prove interesting, just like her arrival, eyes fixated on Hedda across a ballroom, filmed as if both are floating on air, like co-mingling spirits.  The three of them, Thea, Eileen, and Hedda, are like the Three Witches from Macbeth, only queer, each having to fight to be able to decide what kind of life they want to live.  Accordingly, Eileen likes her chances of obtaining that coveted position, as it would give her prominence and stature, as well as economic freedom.  The film centers around Hedda’s desperate attempts to exert control over her destiny and the lives of her husband and his competitive rival, where it may be more about exacting revenge on the circumstances of a life that has made her a prisoner than it is about protecting her husband’s professional prospects.  Hedda can only think of manipulating Eileen, largely for having economic opportunities that are denied to her, so she wants to balance the playing field and take out her competition, using Thea, who she detests, as her foil for manipulating Eileen into doing what she wants her to do, which is create a scandal that will thoroughly diminish her stature.  To that end she devises a rather Machievellian plot to bring about her ultimate downfall, pressuring her, a disgraced yet recovering alcoholic, to get drunk, hoping to loosen her inhibitions and thoroughly embarrass herself in front of her prospective peer group, Hedda (2025) 'I Don't Drink' clip |Tessa Thompson, Imogen ... YouTube (1:42).  DaCosta invents a library scene that is not in the original play where Eileen cavorts with a room full of men, making them drinks and lighting their cigarettes with theatrical flair as she describes her sexual tales, but what was initially academically titillating suddenly takes a dour turn, leaving her defenses exposed, with the men leering at her like a thoroughly depraved whore.

All of these characters are grasping for power because they want to be in a better place, but suffocating social restrictions prevent that from happening.  Enraged at the box society puts her in, and at herself for being unable to pull her way out, Hedda thrives on impulse control, which gets her into a lot of trouble, always acting on a whim, yet never satisfied with where she finds herself.  The uncomfortable factor recalls Thomas Vinterberg’s THE CELEBRATION (1998), another film depicting an emotional all-consuming party over the course of a weekend.  Throughout the party, Hedda seems to cause mini-scandals by preying on the weakness of others, embellished in a crazy world of hedonism and gossip that borders on the ridiculous at times, Hedda (2025) I'm In Competition With That Woman Clip ... YouTube (56 seconds), while also, at least for brief moments, turning despairingly sexual.  Much like the over-the-top spectacle of the seemingly neverending Hollywood party in Damien Chazelle’s Babylon (2022), or the infamous 45-minute ballroom dance sequence in Luchino Visconti’s THE LEOPARD (1963), part of the visual appeal is creating this gorgeously brash spectacle, accentuated by an impressively grandiose all-glass chandelier in an all-glass interior space, so that when it falls, it makes the most dramatic impact, just part of the house of cards that Hedda constructs that will eventually fall, where the chandelier is the perfect embodiment of that.  What was originally intended to be a gloomily realistic, thought-provoking drama has been converted into a self-conscious piece of Sirkian melodrama.  As Hedda becomes more and more out of control, still hung up on her ex-lover, who may be the one true love of her life, bothered that she’s not more attentive to her coy flirtations, flittering here and there, making dangerous choices, moment to moment, never really thinking about the consequences, she strikes up the band to play, using anachronistic selections, creating this melodramatic emotional hysteria that is like a bubble that needs to burst.  When an important guest discovers his wife secretly having sex with another man in the supposed privacy of the outdoor gardens, all he can think about is exacting revenge, pulling out a gun, causing a commotion, but rather than shoot the man, he shoots upward, causing the chandelier to come crashing to the ground, creating pandemonium and pure panic.  The Chekhovian gun is an interesting device, because as soon as it’s introduced, viewers know nothing good can come out of it, so audiences simply wait for a developing catastrophe to happen, where full-blown tragedies happen fast and furiously at the end, delving into overwrought melodrama, with little context or explanation, relying upon visual elegance and symbolism, which ends up diluting the corrosive power and shock value of the play.  The men in the film are not developed, but feel like shadows of themselves, where their invisibility mirrors how women were viewed when the play was written.  Hedda is one of Ibsen’s most enigmatic and controversial female protagonists, as she embodies a profound conflict between societal expectations and personal desires, exploring her motivations, psychological depth, and the constraints imposed on her by a patriarchal society that limits her freedom and self-expression.  Through her actions and interactions with other characters, Hedda reveals a desperate attempt to assert power and autonomy in a world where she feels trapped by convention and devoid of purpose, challenging traditional gender roles by critiquing the norms of the surrounding world, while also shedding light on broader themes of freedom, manipulation, and existential despair, revealing symptoms of a postmodern anxiety.  Ultimately a complex character who defies easy categorization, exuding despair, a yearning for beauty, and a depth of soul that gives the character complexity and grandeur, Hedda’s tragic fate is a result of her internal conflict and her inability to reconcile her desire for control with the endless limitations imposed on her by society.  Unlike most other nineteenth-century writers, for whom the female characters could never be more than a foil for the male hero’s existential crisis, Ibsen dared to make a woman the bearer of his play’s most fundamental philosophical preoccupations, to turn this specific woman’s crisis into a scorching critique of the stifling repressive conditions of their times.  Like Hamlet, who is deeply challenging to understand, Hedda embodies humanity, tapping into the universality of women and what really constitutes freedom, which is a profoundly feminist move.

Nia DaCosta's Closet Picks  Criterion Closet on YouTube (4:56)

Friday, April 10, 2026

Fragments for Venus


 



da Vinci, La Belle Ferronnière








Zanelli Muholi photo

Nona Faustine photo

Director Alice Diop


director on the set








A Great Day in Harlem, 1958

Meshell Ndegeocello


Audrey Lorde

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FRAGMENTS FOR VENUS                        B                                                                     France  (21 mi)  2025  d: Alice Diop

I conceive this short film Fragments for Venus as a self-portrait constructed as a collage of images, texts, scenes, and situations that draw as much from documentary as from fiction.  It will be mixed with a very subjective set of references with which I have built myself.  Paintings, sculptures, films, and book excerpts will be cited: those that may have broken me, sometimes hurt me, and all those that I have found to heal myself and overcome the pain inflicted by this form.  In particular, the paintings, photographs, and sculptures I choose represent Black women freed from enslaving representation, in works by Black or white artists, mainly from the 20th and 21st centuries.                      —Director Alice Diop

A lot to unpack here, from the maker of 2023 Top Ten List #3 Saint Omer (2022) and We (Nous) (2021), known for her incisive portraits of marginalized communities, also chronicling motherhood, migration, and justice, bringing together a mix of theater, literature, and cinema, Diop took inspiration from an extraordinary experimental text, Voyage of the Sable Venus, the 2015 National Book Award-winning poetry collection by Los Angeles poet laureate Robin Coste Lewis, a PhD from the University of Southern California’s Creative Writing and Literature Program, with a fellowship in Poetry and Visual Studies, which is entirely made up of titles of exhibitions or descriptions of western art objects featuring black female figures, where the work reveals the racist, patriarchal structures that underpin so much of Western art.  Working in a multidisciplinary way in approaching her art, Diop also premiered a theatrical adaptation of the epilogue from Voyage of the Sable Venus in a stage performance in Paris for the Festival d’Automne last November.  According to the 2022 Burns Halperin Report, works by black female artists represent just 0.5 percent of the acquisitions by major American museums and the art market from 2008 to 2020, and 0.1 percent of all auction sales.  The film opens to a voice reading excerpts of a poem against a black screen describing black art objects, some missing vital pieces of their anatomy from damage, yet all we hear is a bland description with no visual accompaniment.  This is followed by an unnamed black woman (Kayije Kagame from 2023 Top Ten List #3 Saint Omer) in the Louvre art museum viewing paintings hanging on the wall, where the featured subjects are the forms and figures of whites, with blacks occasionally seen lingering in the background, servants, slaves, and domestiques, each having their own unique appearance, yet the woman remains a mystery, not really a character, per se, but something of an ephemeral presence inhabiting the spirits of the past, gradually revealing the representation of black women in the history of Western art, all too often marginalized, exoticized, and silenced.  What this captures is the art of looking at paintings, moving freely about what could be any number of art museums around the world, as this specific place is never mentioned.  What stands out is the empty space (a rare opportunity to film in an empty museum), as the cavernous museum is in itself an abstraction that accentuates quiet contemplation, where each individual viewer may bring their own personal experience into what they’re seeing.  A meditation on the “Venus” trope and gaze, historical representations of beauty and femininity, at the center is a painting by Leonardo da Vinci, La Belle Ferronnière, revealing the intensity of the gaze, wanting black women to be looked at, painted, or photographed with that same intensity, yet there are also paintings like Ingres’ Grande Odalisque or The Wedding at Cana (Veronese), all from different periods of the past, moving from one porcelain-skinned woman to the next, while also offering a hint of what it must have been like in those earlier times.  Deliberately contrasting historical portrayals with the more liberating modern styles and decors of contemporary times, which is even more prevalent as the camera ventures outside, capturing spontaneous moments on the streets of New York, Diop creates a visual dialogue between the past and the present. 

Since its launch in 2011, Miu Miu’s Women’s Tales has become the longest-running female-led short film platform, commissioning 30 unique stories from visionary directors including Agnès Varda, Lucrecia Martel, Lynne Ramsay, Chloé Zhao, and Joanna Hogg.  Each film merges the language of cinema with the spirit of Miu Miu, where clothes act not merely as costumes, but as characters within the narrative.  The house of Miu Miu is a globally influential fashion brand that is elegant, modern, and imaginative, with a slightly vintage touch, where the only stipulation is that the films use Miu Miu clothing, as other than that, the exclusively female directors are given free rein to create their films, defined by their own imaginations, offering a space for experimentation, which is rare in the film industry.  For Miuccia Prada, the series has always been about more than fashion, as it is about conversation, women talking about women, reframing femininity in all its contradictions and possibilities, with this film continuing this lineage, proving once again that Miu Miu is not just designing for women, but adapting to changing styles and identities.  Listed by Nicole Brenz, prominent film critic, film studies professor, and curator for the experimental cinema programs at the Cinémathèque Française in Paris, in her Best Movies of 2025, once again working with cinematographer Claire Mathon, this freeform cinematographic essay enhances our way of seeing the world around us, as it questions the art of looking, even at the fleeting glimpses of faces.  Diop’s filmmaking consistently seeks to create complex portraits of black women, a representation largely absent in film and literature.  Initiated while a visiting professor at Harvard, offering her a chance to shoot in the United States, literally staying in the home of American sculptor Simone Leigh, coming four years since her last shoot, the film attempts to heal distorted representations, specifically the invisibility of black women in cinema, art history, and in painting, instead forced to accept a certain type of beauty, while excluding others, which influences the way we perceive ourselves, shaped by historical knowledge of the museum’s role in generating biased and objectified perceptions of black femininity premised on erasure, dehumanization, and subjugation.  At worst that is represented by the freak show display of Sarah Baartman, the Hottentat Venus in Abdellatif Kechiche’s Black Venus (Vénus noire) (2010), a film that reveals how science was used in a particularly debasing manner to justify white European racial superiority, with Diop further extending an idea envisioned by Mati Diop (no relation) in her film Dahomey (2024), which spoke from the perspective of stolen African art objects themselves, which were unceremoniously plundered by invading colonial powers and then placed in European museums for more “civilized” viewing pleasure.  Feeling a responsibility as a filmmaker to create new figures, new images, and reformulate new ideas, Diop follows two black women, one in France and one in America, in their search for how women represent themselves, driven by the text of the Robin Coste Lewis poem, a sprawling epic journey tracing through thousands of years of art history, so there’s a link between these fleeting bodies and faces, essentially portraits of women collected on the streets, and how we view paintings in a museum, as in each case there’s an attempt to capture their inner soul, the fire that burns within.   

Outside, a recurring image is another black woman sitting on a park bench, Séphora Pondi of the Comédie-Française, an alter-ego who describes herself as a poet, seen sunning herself on a beautiful summer day, seemingly representative of the neighborhood and our guide to this mix of fiction and documentary, as she witnesses what is seen on the streets of Bedford–Stuyvesant in Brooklyn, New York.  She appears to be a woman on an aesthetic quest in search of faces, specifically the faces of black women, as her gaze moves from a dancing crossing guard to a commuter in the subway, from a musician playing a flute to a lady painting on a bench, where each individual image is a work of art by itself, very fragmentary and kaleidoscopic, but Diop has collectively brought them together with a minimum of movement, asking what femininity and appearance mean in the 21st century, with these women finally owning and celebrating their own black identity, allowing viewers to capture their essence, not of what they appear to be, but who they actually are.  Beauty does not exist in a vacuum, as there have been centuries of violence, erasure, and confinement of the black female form, tracing back to the Transatlantic slave trade which reduced people to subhumans, where the raping of enslaved black women was all too commonplace, with Diop, through the Lewis text, serving as an allegory for the slave trade, re-imagining Botticelli’s Venus (The Birth of Venus), literally reclaiming the representation of the black body from the gaze of Western art history.  Beauty is a central narrative and thematic concern in Lewis’s debut poetry collection, which attends acutely to the effaced, elusive, and erased figures of black women throughout the Western world, where her centerpiece poem mirrors the descriptions of Western art objects, like “Statuette of a black slave girl,” or “Fragment from a statuette of a black dancing girl,” which is exactly how they were described in museum catalogues and exhibitions, removing all warmth or human depth of feeling, revealing the power in naming.  Appropriately, Pondi looks at the black women all around her, finally able to express themselves freely as living, vibrant presences, and contemporary incarnations of a new Venus.  Today’s most famous Venus is arguably Venus Williams (Venus of Compton), the American tennis player who rose from a poverty-stricken, gang-ridden Compton, California to become a world-class champion athlete, creating her own public persona and aesthetic, including her signature twirl after every win.  Near the end of the film, a hundred assembled black women have gathered collectively on a Brooklyn sidewalk, recreating a famous 1958 photograph, A Great Day in Harlem, a black-and-white photograph of 57 jazz musicians in Harlem.  Featuring a sculpture by Simone Leigh, a photo by Zanelli Muholi (Zanele Muholi's 'Somnyama Ngonyama' in London), or a painting by Jennifer Packer (The power of colour-The brilliant painting of Jennifer Packer), the film is dedicated to Nona Faustine (1977–2025), an American photographer and visual artist, whose work is as much concerned with black female perspectives as this short itself, featuring her fiercely defiant work, They Tagged the Land with Trophies and Institutions from their Rapes and Conquests, Tweed Courthouse, NYC 2013, Nona Faustine. They Tagged the Land with Trophies and ..., which resembles a modern day image of The Myth of Sisyphus.  Over the final credits we hear an evocative poem, Thus Sayeth The Lorde YouTube (5:40), written by American singer-songwriter, poet, and bassist Meshell Ndegeocello, spoken by Staceyann Chin, referencing the writings of poet and activist Audre Lorde, who has been described as “black, lesbian, socialist, mother, warrior, poet,” exploring themes of black queer liberation and identity, using a “church service” framework to elevate Lorde’s words, adding additional significance to what we’ve seen.  During a time when there is a rise of authoritarianism, racism, and bigotry around the world, adding another dimension of historical depth fills a needed void, as art has the capacity to make these women eternal. 

Audre Lorde said, “we were never meant to survive”
Lorde said, “If I didn’t define myself for myself”
“I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me and eaten alive”
The Lorde tells us that there is no thing as a single issue struggle
Because we do not live single issue lives
The Lorde said, “I am not free while any woman is unfree”
The Lorde said, “When the sun rises, we are afraid”
“When the sun sets, we are afraid”
“When our stomachs are full, we are afraid”
“When our stomachs are empty, we are afraid”
“When we are loved, we are afraid”
“When we are alone, we are afraid”
“When we are silent, we are still afraid” (wait for it)
(Thus sayeth the Lorde)
So the Lorde said, “It is better to speak”
“Remembering, we were never meant to survive”
And because she knew that speaking was going to be uncomfortable
Because she knew that speaking was going to be hard
The Lorde tells us our speaking out will irritate some people
Get us called bitchy or hypersensitive and disrupt dinner parties
But then the Lorde said our speaking will permit other women to speak
Until laws are changed, until lives are saved
And the world is altered forever
But the Lorde also said (thus sayeth the Lorde)
“The Master’s tools will never dismantle the Master’s house”
“They may allow us to temporarily beat him at his own game”
“But they will never enable us to bring about genuine change”
The Lorde said, “Revolution is not a one-time event”
The good Lorde tells us
“There’s only one thing more frightening than speaking your own truth”
“And that is not speaking” (thus sayeth the Lorde)
Audre Lorde said, “it is better to speak remembering”
“We were never meant to survive”
The Lorde said, “Your silence will not protect you”
“So it is better to speak remembering, we were never meant to survive”
We were never meant to survive
We were never meant to survive (we were never meant to survive)
Thus sayeth the Lorde

Fragments for Venus by Alice Diop – Miu Miu Women's Tales ... The film in its entirety may be seen on YouTube (20:55)