Black Panther 導演悼念 Chadwick Bosemen 極度真摯的一封信。極度令人感動。What a great man. Calm, assured, always studying. Just like me.
Before sharing my thoughts on the passing of the great Chadwick Boseman, I first offer my condolences to his family who meant so very much to him. To his wife, Simone, especially.
I inherited Marvel and the Russo Brothers' casting choice of T'Challa. It is something that I will forever be grateful for. The first time I saw Chad's performance as T'Challa, it was in an unfinished cut of Captain America: Civil War. I was deciding whether or not directing Black Panther was the right choice for me. I'll never forget, sitting in an editorial suite on the Disney Lot and watching his scenes. His first with Scarlett Johansson as Black Widow, then, with the South African cinema titan, John Kani as T'Challa's father, King T'Chaka. It was at that moment I knew I wanted to make this movie. After Scarlett's character leaves them, Chad and John began conversing in a language I had never heard before. It sounded familiar, full of the same clicks and smacks that young black children would make in the States. The same clicks that we would often be chided for being disrespectful or improper. But, it had a musicality to it that felt ancient, powerful, and African.
In my meeting after watching the film, I asked Nate Moore, one of the producers of the film, about the language. "Did you guys make it up?" Nate replied, "That's Xhosa, John Kani's native language. He and Chad decided to do the scene like that on set, and we rolled with it." I thought to myself, "He just learned lines in another language, that day?" I couldn't conceive how difficult that must have been, and even though I hadn't met Chad, I was already in awe of his capacity as actor.
I learned later that there was much conversation over how T'Challa would sound in the film. The decision to have Xhosa be the official language of Wakanda was solidified by Chad, a native of South Carolina, because he was able to learn his lines in Xhosa, there on the spot. He also advocated for his character to speak with an African accent, so that he could present T'Challa to audiences as an African king, whose dialect had not been conquered by the West.
I finally met Chad in person in early 2016, once I signed onto the film. He snuck past journalists that were congregated for a press junket I was doing for "Creed," and met with me in the green room. We talked about our lives, my time playing football in college, and his time at Howard studying to be a director, about our collective vision for T'Challa and Wakanda. We spoke about the irony of how his former Howard classmate Ta-Nehisi Coates was writing T'Challa's current arc with Marvel Comics. And how Chad knew Howard student Prince Jones, who's murder by a police officer inspired Coates' memoir Between The World and Me.
I noticed then that Chad was an anomaly. He was calm. Assured. Constantly studying. But also kind, comforting, had the warmest laugh in the world, and eyes that seen much beyond his years, but could still sparkle like a child seeing something for the first time.
That was the first of many conversations. He was a special person. We would often speak about heritage and what it means to be African. When preparing for the film, he would ponder every decision, every choice, not just for how it would reflect on himself, but how those choices could reverberate. "They not ready for this, what we are doing…" "This is Star Wars, this is Lord of the Rings, but for us… and bigger!" He would say this to me while we were struggling to finish a dramatic scene, stretching into double overtime. Or while he was covered in body paint, doing his own stunts. Or crashing into frigid water, and foam landing pads. I would nod and smile, but I didn't believe him. I had no idea if the film would work. I wasn't sure I knew what I was doing. But I look back and realize that Chad knew something we all didn't. He was playing the long game. All while putting in the work. And work he did.
He would come to auditions for supporting roles, which is not common for lead actors in big budget movies. He was there for several M'Baku auditions. In Winston Duke's, he turned a chemistry read into a wrestling match. Winston broke his bracelet. In Letitia Wright's audition for Shuri, she pierced his royal poise with her signature humour, and would bring about a smile to T'Challa's face that was 100% Chad.
While filming the movie, we would meet at the office or at my rental home in Atlanta, to discuss lines and different ways to add depth to each scene. We talked costumes, military practices. He said to me "Wakandans have to dance during the coronations. If they just stand there with spears, what separates them from Romans?" In early drafts of the script. Eric Killmonger's character would ask T'Challa to be buried in Wakanda. Chad challenged that and asked, "What if Killmonger asked to be buried somewhere else?"
Chad deeply valued his privacy, and I wasn't privy to the details of his illness. After his family released their statement, I realised that he was living with his illness the entire time I knew him. Because he was a caretaker, a leader, and a man of faith, dignity and pride, he shielded his collaborators from his suffering. He lived a beautiful life. And he made great art. Day after day, year after year. That was who he was. He was an epic firework display. I will tell stories about being there for some of the brilliant sparks 'till the end of my days. What an incredible mark he's left for us.
I haven't grieved a loss this acute before. I spent the last year preparing, imagining and writing words for him to say, that we weren't destined to see. It leaves me broken knowing that I won't be able to watch another close-up of him in the monitor again or walk up to him and ask for another take.
It hurts more to know that we can't have another conversation, or Facetime, or text message exchange. He would send vegetarian recipes and eating regimens for my family and me to follow during the pandemic. He would check in on me and my loved ones, even as he dealt with the scourge of cancer.
In African cultures, we often refer to loved ones that have passed on as ancestors. Sometimes you are genetically related. Sometimes you are not. I had the privilege of directing scenes of Chad's character, T'Challa, communicating with the ancestors of Wakanda. We were in Atlanta, in an abandoned warehouse, with bluescreens, and massive movie lights, but Chad's performance made it feel real. I think it was because from the time that I met him, the ancestors spoke through him.
It's no secret to me now how he was able to skilfully portray some of our most notable ones. I had no doubt that he would live on and continue to bless us with more. But it is with a heavy heart and a sense of deep gratitude to have ever been in his presence, that I have to reckon with the fact that Chad is an ancestor now. And I know that he will watch over us, until we meet again.
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Dugaan hari ni, dapur terbakar. Masa menaip ni pun, debar di dada masih belum hilang. Tangan pun masih ketar lagi.
2.15 p.m
CikSue tengah tengok TV dengan anak-anak kat ruang tamu. Tiba-tiba Abang Irfan jerit, "Umi, api!". CikSue bangkit dan tengok api di dapur belah kiri dah marak sampai ke atas.
Allah je tahu perasaan CikSue masa tu. Dengan anak-anak duk main dekat ruang tamu lagi. Dik Hannah duk ralit bergayut kat sofa. CikSue cuba tenangkan diri, ingat CikSue lupa tutup api. Tapi bila check, dapur tu elok je tertutup.
Masa tu dah start panik. Mujurlah ada dua orang abang tukang yang tengah siapkan rumah kat sebelah rumah CikSue ni. CikSue jerit sekuat hati mintak dia datang tolong. Air mata dah laju mengalir.
Abang-abang tu berlari masuk dalam rumah. Asap dah tebal, dan alarm pun dah berbunyik. CikSue masuk dalam bilik tidur, ambik fire extinguisher, terus CikSue hulur kat diorang.
Mulanya ingatkan api tu dekat atas dapur tu je. Rupanya bila abang tu buka kabinet, api dah marak menyala kat tepi tong gas! Allahuakbar. Rasa nak pitam masa tengok. Mujur tak meletup!
Abang tu pantas bertindak, terus sembur fire extinguisher tu kat punca api dan lepas 5 saat, api padam. Masa tu, ada bunyi desir kuat kedengaran. Abang yang sorang lagi pun terus tutup kepala gas tu.
Allah masih bagi peluang pada kami empat beranak. Kalau abang tu takde, memang CikSue tak mampu buat apa. Mampu tengok je. Masa tu, otak tak mampu nak fikir langsung.
Lepas dah reda, CikSue call encik suami sambil menggigil tahan dari menangis. Suami telefon Bomba, dalam 15 minit dia datang. Bila dia check, katanya hos paip tu dah bocor. Gas duk berkumpul bawah kabinet. Bila CikSue bukak suis elektrik, terus dia spark api.
Katanya lagi, nasib baik rumah CikSue dah ada fire extinguisher tu. Kalau tunggu bomba sampai, alamatnya lagi besar api. Silap2 bomba sampai, rumah dah hangus dijilat api. Dahlah laluan ke rumah kami ni takde jalan besar. Hanya ada tali air, jadi jentera bomba memang takkan boleh masuk. Jadi sebagai persediaan sebaiknya WAJIB ada Fire Extinguisher ni, sebaiknya 9kg tu.
Lepas ni, dia pesan suruh beli hos hitam yang bergetah. Katanya walaupun mahal sikit, tapi lebih berkualiti dan selamat sebab dia bergetah, elastik dan tak mudah patah. Bila dah jadi macam ni, CikSue dah tak kisah pasal harga. Kalau harga lebih RM1000 pun CikSue sanggup beli daripada tengok satu rumah dijilat api. 😭😭
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Teringat perasaan masa tengah panik tengok api besar tu. Dalam hati duk jerit, "Allah, bagi aku peluang ya Allah. Aku taknak mati lagi ya Allah. Aku takut ya Allah. Tolonglah jangan ambik lagi nyawa aku, aku belum bertaubat ya Allah"
Perasaan tu CikSue takkan lupa. Takut yang teramat sebab sedar diri ni masih berselut dengan dosa. 😭😭😭
Semoga pengalaman ini dapat dijadikan iktibar buat sahabat CikSue semua.
Today's challenge, kitchen is on fire. Time to type this, the thump in the chest is not gone yet. Even the hands are still tight.
2.15 p. m m
CikSue is watching TV with the kids in the living room. Suddenly Abang Irfan screams, ′′ Umi, fire!". CikSue rises and sees the fire in the kitchen left side is angry and upstairs.
Only Allah knows the feeling of CikSue at that time. With the kids playing in the living room again. Sis Hannah duk ralit sulking on the couch. CikSue is trying to calm down, remember CikSue forgot to close the fire. But when checking, the kitchen is nice to cover.
That time already started panicking. Luckily there are two brothers who are preparing the house next to CikSue's house. CikSue screams as loud as you ask him to come please. Tears are flowing fast.
The brothers ran into the house. Smoke is thick, and the alarm is going off. CikSue enters the bedroom, picks up fire extinguisher, then Ms.Sue will put it to you.
At first I thought the fire was near the kitchen. Apparently, when the brother opens the cabinet, the fire is angry at the gas barrel! Allahuakbar. Feels like closing in time to watch. Luckily it didn't explode!
The brother is quick to act, he sprayed the fire extinguisher at the cause of the fire and after 5 seconds, the fire is extinguished. At that time, there was a sound of thunderstorm. Even the other brother keeps the gas head shut down.
Allah still gives us a chance to give birth. If the brother is not there, CikSue can't do anything. Just able to watch. At that time, the brain couldn't even think at all.
After finishing, CikSue calls Mr. Husband while shivering from crying. Husband called Firefighter, in 15 minutes he came. When he checked, he said that the pipe was leaked. Gas duk together under the cabinet. When CikSue opens the electric switch, then she sparks fire.
He said again, luckily CikSue's house has a fire extinguisher. If you wait for the firefighter to arrive, the address is bigger than the fire Firefighters have arrived, the house has been burnt by fire. There is no way to our house. There's only water strap, so the fireworks won't be able to enter. So as preparations as well as MUST have this Fire Extinguisher, it's better to be 9 kg.
After this, he ordered to buy a gummy black host. He said even though it's a little expensive, but it's more quality and safe because he's gummy, elastic and not easily broken. When this happens, CikSue doesn't care about the price. If the price is more than RM1000, CikSue would be willing to buy from watching one house lick fire. 😭😭
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Remembered the feeling of panic watching the big fire. In my heart screams, ′′ Allah, give me a chance ya Allah. I don't want to die anymore ya Allah. I'm afraid ya Allah. Please don't take my life anymore, I haven't repented ya Allah ′′
That feeling CikSue won't forget. Afraid of the extreme because I realize that I am still struggling with sin. 😭😭😭
Hopefully this experience can be made a result for all CikSue friends.Translated