I Am Not Your Negro

The contrast in the levels of cool between James Baldwin and the dweeb on the right is powerful.

The contrast in the levels of cool between James Baldwin and the dweeb on the right is powerful.

Rated 4.0

Based on James Baldwin’s unfinished manuscript for Remember This House, a proposed book about the civil rights struggle that focused on Medgar Evers, Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X, I Am Not Your Negro tells a decades-old story that carries a disturbing relevance. In that respect, it’s a lot like Jason Osder’s clear-eyed 2013 scorcher Let the Fire Burn, but in a formal respect the film piggybacks on the in-their-own-words documentary trend made popular by movies like Amy and Janis: Little Girl Blue. Directed by Raoul Peck (Lumumba) and narrated by Samuel L. Jackson (every film made in the last quarter-century), this deeply personal docu-bio is a thoroughly engrossing, powerful and necessary film. At the risk of losing all credibility, I will even use the dreaded “I” word, and declare that this is one of the most “important” films you will have the opportunity to see this year. D.B.