Whatever The New Yorker’s rationale for commissioning a piece on Tyler Perry, the “critic-proof” producer and director of black popular theater and television (he is a darling of the mainstream), but it is good take on the race, sexual, moral and class politics of this present-day Oscar Micheaux who has formed a lucrative alliance with a big Hollywood studio. For Hilton Als, who wrote the article, there is “no depth of field” in Perry’s characters (who don’t exist in the real world) and he is “not doing the black community any favors” with work that is “intellectually substandard.”  Yet even Als has to concede that Perry is financially successful and has a huge, particularly black working class, following.

The piece needs a password, but a video, posted on The New Yorker website, summarizes some of the issues discussed in Als’s excellent essay.

Further Reading

From Cape To Cairo

When two Africans—one from the south, the other from the north—set out to cross the continent, they raised the question: how easy is it for an African to move in their own land?

The road to Rafah

The ‘Sumud’ convoy from Tunis to Gaza is reviving the radical promise of pan-African solidarity and reclaiming an anticolonial tactic lost to history.

Sinners and ancestors

Ryan Coogler’s latest film is more than a vampire fable—it’s a bridge between Black American history and African audiences hungry for connection, investment, and storytelling rooted in shared struggle.