Dear Ryan, this post is for you.
I wanted to write these words down as soon as I leave the cinema, after watching your brilliant movie.
Fact is this movie has not been made for us, white people, but all you beautiful black souls. I laughed, I cried, and I cheered during the movie. I danced with my feet and moved my head when sweet hip hop beats supported the visuals.
My opinion does not matter at all here, because I'm a white bread...but as a creative person I feel like you are talking to me.
My dream was always to go to film school — it's the people like you who made me put my hands on a camera - to film and capture my ideas, my world.
You made me dream.
4 weeks after returning from Africa myself, my heart was smiling so much seeing those vivid images, so much love to the detail. I'm not rooting for the villain, but I have to admit that the scene where T'Challa and Killmonger watch the sunset together, I almost died — I felt just like them. (you might remember my IG story where I shared my first South African sunset with you. The light and prettiness was mad unreal — it made me cry).
Black Panther will touch you, inspire you, and make you feel proud — no matter your skin color. [WATCH IT]
PAUSE FOR A SECOND.
Man, I sat down, organized my notebooks and I started studying Ryan...
I went offline for a minute to realize how sweet this #blackhistorymonth
is! My mind is still in South Africa, I just saw Kung Fu Kenny for the second time, and Black Panther inspired me to continue writing again.
When education turns to passion 🙏🏼