Shannon M. Houston‘s review of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks makes me want to see a movie that I would otherwise avoid. I’m not an Oprah Winfrey fan. I find her lacking in genuineness. She always seems to be in promotion mode and that irks me. Of course, that is why she is successful. She never misses an opportunity to push the Oprah brand. I always see that when I look at her and it makes the suspension of belief necessary to watch an actor impossible. And, don’t get me started on her need to one up tragedy.
Ms. Houston’s review is predictable. It complains that this movie tells a Black story from a White perspective. Oddly, her final thought is that you should see the movie because it puts facts into the public mind that need to be there. I’m wondering whether she is saying that the perspective didn’t matter OR the perspective was correct OR the message was just that important OR she was implicitly admitting her entire hypothesis was bullshit.
The only way to find out is to see the movie. So, I will. The bonus is that I’ll learn something about a person that everyone should thank on a daily basis.
In HBO’s made-for-TV movie, starring Rose Byrne and Oprah Winfrey, the extraordinary story of Henrietta Lacks doesn’t get the treatment it deserves.