Now that is sort of kickass, an empowered female lead as the head of ruthless outlaws but how many merciless drug cartels do you know of that are run by women, especially in Mexico? I know, I know, it's fiction, you're saying. But this is where the dichotomy of my internal struggle plays outs in a variety of perspectives explained below begin.
I'm glad Hollywood is putting the
However, .... (and this is of course, speculative, since I have not seen the movie, and can only base my thoughts on what I've read so far) we see the same cliched tropes of the villainous, foreign Other - the merciless, brutal, and of course, hyper-sexualized - monsters with no humanity here fused with the old tired tropicalist tropes of the spitfire latina and the primitive macho exotic. Never mind, that Benicio Del Toro, who is Puerto Rican and Hayek, of dual Arab and Mexican descent, are both being portrayed, no, objectified unabated as "Savages."
I write this not to point the obvious or air a tired argument but to open a discourse - to note that I too sometimes get sucked into these popular pan-ethnic constructions that highlight the terror of violence, corruption, and drugs and simultaneously exploit the narrative from a very racialized and gendered angle. That I, as a latina, as a feminist, take issue with this film's concepts and framework but I will probably in all honesty, see it when it comes out this summer.
And, I know, I am probably not alone, as the country analyzes and deconstructs who gets to wear a hoodie and what exactly denotes a vicious, unwarranted crime perpetrated on a child, we should all be introspective about our own bias but we should also keep a careful eye on what the media is producing, glamorizing and hawking as prescribed identities and their context within popular culture and society.