Behind-the-scenes with “The First Grader’s” director, Justin Chadwick Pt 2

Now, let’s finish the conversation with the man who put “The First Grader” on-screen.

W: According to the Walker Art Center’s program you thought “it was a really challenging movie to do.”

The challenge now is to actually to get the film to play to audiences.  We’ve got distribution across America, which is absolutely wonderful.  Because films like this, that’ve got just as good of production values as bigger movies, just as beautiful stories, that aren’t necessarily the “Thors” and “The Pirates of the Caribbean,” the –

W: The blockbusters -

There has to be a place for smaller films – not smaller in their kind of scope, but in terms of their machine behind them.  Because audiences like to go the cinema, to sit in the dark, and go through these emotional stories, and there has to be a place for it.  That’s gonna be the challenge.  Getting them to the cinema, because we haven’t got posters on every single bus going by, we haven’t got advertisements in the papers.  Audiences need these stories.  There should be a place in the modern cinema.

Justin Chadwick directs his "First Grader" (courtesy National Geographic Films)

W: What has you really jazzed about this story, this film that journalists haven’t asked about?  “This is a really cool thing, but nobody ever asks me about it…”  Do you have something like that that you wanna get out there?

Before we were making the film, I talked to the creative team, and we talked about those hardened critics that want to see a certain kind of film, a feel-good movie, it makes you feel celebratory when you come out, make you laugh, makes you cry.  What we wanted to do, what’s unusual about this story, coming out of Africa, where so many African movies have to do with huge issues: genocide, famine.

W: Corruption.  Violence.

All of that.  This felt like something different; this one was a celebratory film, A film about hope – in the true sense of the word.  It wasn’t sugar-coated.  Because those scenes actually happened.

We don’t want the film to be like spinach; you know this film is really good for you.  We were very, very aware of that.  I think it’s very easy to dismiss the film.  It’s come out of Telluride, the snowball of the film festivals, and the audiences who’ve seen it.  It’s very easy to dismiss it as a little, tiny film, but actually it’s not that at all.  Again, there has to be a place for this in cinema, but it’s getting harder and harder because blockbusters are so all-consuming of the territory, and the cinema space.  It’s hard to get your movie through.

Just like the majority block specific history lessons, making knowledge hard to get through, only now the UK newspapers are covering recent headlines about “found” and damning Mau Mau records.  Throughout April 2011, the “Times of London” ran almost weekly stories on the “discovery” of damning files previously thought to have been long-ago lost or destroyed.  They’ve a paywall just like the “New York Times,” so providing a link would be foolish.

Kimani Maruge whose story goes toe-to-toe with flashy summer movies

W: As “The First Grader” raises the topic of the Mau Mau rebellion, that reminded me of a documentary that Bill Cosby made, “Black History: Lost, Stolen or Strayed?”  I thought, considering how English folks were barely taught this, and how some modern-day Kenyans and Kikuyu might not know even the basics of the Mau Mau situation, was it lost, was it stolen, or did it stray?  You mentioned you weren’t told much of this when you were in school.

Not at all!  It was the stuff that’d been in the press at the time; the stuff about the Mau Mau going into people’s houses, killing them while they sleep in their beds.  You didn’t hear that 1.2 million Kikyyu had been tortured, had been incarcerated, had been rounded up in concentration camps.  There was many, many camps across Kenya filled with young and old men and women from the Kikuyu, and that story has never really surfaced.

This documentation has come to mind just recently.  There’s not many of the Mau Mau veterans left.  K’mani was 89.  When they talk about compensation or acknowledgment it’s too little too late.  At least the truth will come out now, with the missing files that’ve been discovered.

As an aside I mentioned, to Mr. Chadwick, my having sat near a Kenyan woman, a Kikuyu, at the screening at the Walker Art Center, who had few criticisms about the film, but wished that the tribalism would’ve been less mentioned.

The BBC were very concerned about me going there.  In everyday banter and everyday conversations tribal divisions would come up.  And yes they are trying to move on; I do say that.  Everyday on the radio the DJs would be talking about the differences of the tribes.  I know where she’s coming from.  A lot in the Western press of the tribal differences in Africa are always negatively drawn.

Jane Obinchu says, in the film, we’ve moved away from that.  I had a young cameraman saying “you know, everyone says on the surface that we’re all moving away from it,” but he said “you know it’s still very, very much present, and if you speak to anyone, the younger generation, it’s still very much present.  I would pick it up from what I was hearing on the radio, from the Kenyans I was working with.  And there’s a lot to celebrate about the different tribes.   I heard all the time around me.  It’s a Kenyan story; you can’t shy away from it.  I mean Maruge himself wasn’t a perfect man by any stretch.  It’s been a very one-sided story.

W: I was skeptical about what seemed to be indulgent, cheesy lines at the climax: “Maybe one day a Kenyan will be in the White House.  Yes we Can!”

So 2003, exactly when Kenya announced free education, Obama went as a Senator; I heard this like three weeks before we started shooting. (In reality, Mr. Obama was elected to the U.S. Senate in 2004, taking office in 2005.)  And also I was hearing on the radio from a guy, who talked to everybody.  And so Obama came here as a Senator; this is why every time I was going somewhere on a bus, somebody said, “Obama sat here;” Michelle and him had been on this Mutatu bus.  This radio DJ who was the voice of the people.

Basically because as a student I saw “Do the Right Thing,” loved that film.  Sam Jackson was in that film; Jackson was hysterical!  He was this voice; it was a brilliant, inspiring film for me.  I saw that in Manchester.  I remembered that.  And there was no real humor in that film (First Grader.)  So I managed to track down the guy; he’s called Churchill.   He was at the African MTV awards.  He brought the house down.  I managed to track him down.  I said, “Listen.  I’d love for you to be part of this film.”  He says, “I know Maruge.  He was on my show!, on my breakfast show.”   He said, “I’ll definitely do it.  Are you gonna say about Obama?”

“I always said he’d be the headmaster of the world; I always said it, from 2003, he was the headmaster of the world.  And he said, “I was the one, right from the beginning, and that’s why he’s in the White House!”  And he said, build me a little studio just outside of where I’ve got my radio show.  Be there, and I’ll give you a half an hour.”  So that’s where that came from, from the true source.  Everywhere I went, once I got Churchill involved, they said “We always knew Obama was gonna be President.  Even way back in 2003, when they came, we knew, we just knew he was gonna be President.”  That’s why I put that in there.

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“The First Grader” has inspiring, urgent hope for literacy, and Kenyan history

When education hits the hometown headlines, it’s usually due to bullying, disruptive student, or “non-essential,” but vital programs having been gutted.  There are still places where the zeal and hunger for knowledge understanding and growth come through like a natural force.

One new film, “The First Grader,” a drama from director Justin Chadwick (“The Other Boleyn Girl” and “Bleak House”), reminds us of that zeal and the kind of history or community oral memory that keeps it stoked.  This film is the extraordinary story of a man who seized his people’s first opportunity to learn to read right when his First World contemporaries would be reading hospice brochures.

Kimani Maruge (Oliver Litondo) in "The First Grader" (courtesy National Geographic Films)

In 2002 the Kenyan government invited all citizens to attend primary school for free.  This led to surprising and stymieing situation: according to the film, more than 200 children came in throngs to claim the school’s 50 seats.

One man showed up, not with his son in tow, nor his grandson, but himself and his zealous curiosity.  At age 84, Kimani N’gan’ga Maruge, who had served his country as a Mau Mau guerilla, was prepared to sit among children so he could learn to read.  “The First Grader” extols the power and promise of basic education, the essential literacy and people’s zeal for it.  Contrast this with the disappointing portion of American youths who, having taken free public education for granted, squander their opportunities to milk it to their curiosity’s fill.

Mr. Maruge without his classroom clothes (courtesy National Geographic Films)

This is being shown at Landark Theatre’s Edina Theatre for a week from May 27st.

The zealous reminder about the promise of education is powerful.  Mr. Maruge’s (Oliver Litondo) dual narrative, from, first off, his incredible personal history to, secondly, his equally winning pursuit of knowledge and access.  These topics of literacy and access are one half of the story’s message, vital for those, whose elders didn’t raise them within reach of books.  The other historical message, although dwarfed by the main plot, provides a lesson about the prices paid in Kenya’s fight for freedom, to lead itself.

My conversation with Justin Chadwick tells more details and insights about Mr. Maruge’s complex story and how he put it on-screen.

The Mau Mau soldiers, despite British colonial propaganda, zealously opposed Britain’s inhumane, violent tyranny.  This is a barely known slice of African and Kenyan history that is probably, largely omitted from American and British high school history texts.  In many ways, Mr. Maruge’s magnetism is so potent the hardest-to-watch parts of his whole history can nourish viewers. We are introduced to a piece of history – lost, stolen or strayed.

Chadwick’s film tells us that Maruge simply wanted to be able to read a letter, not just any.  But one from the government.  It apologized for the abuses and thanked him for his sacrifice and service to a sovereign Kenya, and told him of reparations.

Feel-good movies are simple yarns for simple people.  “The First Grader” is a mostly family-friendly and crowd-pleasing story.  Usually viewers only need to be open to the high-concept “seize the day” or “power of one” messages in order to appreciate them  These stories are basic tales that reiterate what your parents extolled until they became sick of you rolling your eyes.

It’s remarkable that Justin Chadwick defies this genre’s typical limitations: simplicity, and shallow, flat portrayals & narratives.  It’s a feel-good story that takes us back to “Lean on Me,” from 1989, “The Power of One,” from 1992, or “Dangerous Minds,” from 1995.

Very few films deal with mature, difficult historical topics with candor and without bias, especially with Africa; it’s misunderstood and tainted with Western stereotypes.  Mr. Chadwick defies the Hollywoodian routine of taking a black story and then identifying or conjuring a superior Anglo hero as the lead, even when that clashes with the historical record.  This happened in often: in “Glory,” from 1988, “The Power of One,” “Amistad,” from 1997, and other films.

Thank goodness, as Mr. Chadwick mentioned in our conversation, there’s humor in this movie to staple viewers’ butts to their seats.  Kenyan radio DJ Churchill has bits throughout where he gives a voice to the public’s opinion of Maruge and his situation.

That reminds me of New York-based comedian, Rachel Feinstein, who has a witty and hilarious bit, where she lovingly mocks her mom’s closet desire to take Michelle Pfeiffer’s place in Dangerous Minds:

My mom wants to be, like, one of those white women, in the movies, that saves a black school; like Michelle Pfeiffer, in “Dangerous Minds.”  I think that’s her dream.

Unfortunately YouTube doesn’t have this clip (nor do DailyMotion or Vimeo), but it is elsewhere – it’s well worth a click, and a chuckle, specifically at 00:36.

But “The First Grader” takes a risk: it introduces viewers to a history of British colonists and their arrogant barbarism toward the Natives.  The Mau Mau rebellion is probably a rare topic for American students, outside of high-level college classes.

It’s a portion of Kenyan and British colonial history that has been easily lost, stolen or strayed; that’s also the title of an incisive, but accessible documentary, “Black History: Lost, Stolen or Strayed,” which Bill Cosby made 40 years ago, in 1968, as a part of his doctoral program.  The film illustrated the slippery slope that can lead to forgotten, rarely comfortable, but undeniably vital slices of history that prove to be too tart for the majority to swallow without flailing.

A meager excerpt, a tease, from “Black History: Lost, Stolen or Strayed?”

What doesn’t work?  The people who fought against Mr. Maruge being a student had shallow arguments for expelling him from class.  “There isn’t enough room or money?!”  They are simple, hard-working people who can’t understand why an old man would push so hard to be a student.  It’s too bad that their arguments against his being allowed are narrow and shoddy.

“The First Grader” provides two takeaways, one for the feel good audience: no one is too old to be a student.   And another for those who already know this, and have brought someone to the theater; they’ll enjoy the subplot about Mr. Maruge’s backstory, and what it reveals about a vital, but well-hidden topic of African, Kenya, British and ultimately World history.

You’ll find more details, in my interview with the director, Justin Chadwick.  You’ll learn why yet another Anglo man made a movie about Africans, and the unbelievable Hollywoodian climactic riot scene wasn’t yet another one conjured by that Dream Factory.

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