October 5 movie: Son of the Gods. Oh my god (or is that gods), this movie was awful. It's about a Chinese man named Sam Lee who falls in love with a white woman, except she doesn't know he's Chinese. She learns the truth and freaks out, screaming at him, calling him "dirty Chinaman" among other names, and whipping his face in front of a hundred people. Lee goes home to New York, his beloved father dies and he decides that he hates all white people. There are a couple of scenes in a dance hall with white girls and Chinese customers, which is described as "disgusting" by the racist woman and her racist father. Then it turns out that Sam Lee isn't Chinese at all: he's a white foundling who was taken in by a wealthy Chinese couple and raised as their own.
It's so appalling I don't know where to start. This guy never noticed, in his whole life, that he didn't look like the rest of his family or community? And now that he's actually white, it's okay for that hateful bitch to be with him? About the least revolting thing in the whole movie is when Lee finds out his true ancestry, he does not abandon his adoptive family and run back to his erstwhile girlfriend. Instead he decides to honor his father's memory by continuing to live as a Chinese man and continuing to hate white people. Eventually of course he relents and reunites with the racist bitch. I'm assuming they don't live in his Chinatown mansion, she would never stoop to that. But the movie ends with the clinch so who knows.
And that, friends, is my 200th movie this year. Too bad it was such a stinker.
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