I watched Dawn of the Planet of the Apes with the daughter this week. I enjoyed watching it for the second time (third?)–many things are well done in this very mainstream action film, for example the motion-capture on-location filming (very real looking). There are interesting and important issues of speciesism (though not at all subtly explored) and the brutality of human beings who claim to be civilized, etc. etc. That a pivotal scene is shot at a 76 gas station (symbol of humanity’s dependence on fossil fuel and our hubris and extractive economies, etc.) was not lost on me. The film seems to be a critique of guns and violence (although some of the best scenes involve guns…). It is a film that seems to champion peacemaking and co-existence (although the protagonist is invasive but I think the film’s attitude toward this is that he is persistent, heroic, and wants to bring back the boon of the dam for his people, therefore he is good. I did not detect any critique of his actions from the filmmakers, although I personally was critical of them.) Like any invading group with superior weaponry, the human colony “needs” the dam (land, water, minerals, etc. etc. etc.) therefore it should have it (although we never see what they need it for. We only see the lead’s apartment and we don’t see any humans ever doing anything really productive or pertinent to their ongoing survival. And their place looks like crap for having been there for perhaps 10 years). The natives (apes) don’t need the generator at the dam (the Indians don’t need all that land, they don’t know how to make the most of it, in fact they’re wasting it, etc. etc. etc. Why should this group be left to live peacefully in relative sustainability with their environment?).
I was again struck by the lack of Asian Americans in the film, even as silent extras. (And please read on because the critique is not limited to the lack of Asians in the film, of course.)
On an emotional and psychological note, it is hard to see yourself and people like you erased from your own country’s cityscapes. Again and again. As an English teacher with an American accent, I am faced with the irony every day of my invisibility and irrelevance.
I spent the last week in southern California, and as everyone knows, the place is full of Asians.
Here are the census stats for San Francisco, where the film is set: As of the 2010 census, the ethnic makeup and population of San Francisco included: 390,387 Whites (48.1%), 267,915 Asians (33.3%), 48,870 African Americans (6.1%), 4,024 Native Americans (0.5%), 3,359 Pacific Islanders (0.4%), 53,021 from other races (6.6%), and 37,659 from two or more races (4.7%). There were 121,744 Hispanics or Latinos of any race (15.1%).
Yet in Dawn of the P of A, which has a high degree of verisimilitude in other human aspects (physical setting, etc.) has, in terms of significant screen time/lines:
a) white men in leadership positions (Gary Oldman, etc.)
b) one dead white woman (unnamed wife/mother of the white father/son leads)
c) one living white woman in typical nurturing subordinate doctor-lady role
d) four Latino American men, see *
e) two black men (one of whom is the muscle for the male protagonist (and is more “angry” than the white man who is the virtuous character), and also perhaps an electrician, and the other is like Zoe Saldana’s character in Star Trek, someone who basically works the CB, and who is ultimately killed as collateral damage by Gary Oldman’s character.).
* Kirk Acevedo plays Carver, the trigger-happy, ape-hating former dam worker who shoots Ash in the shoulder and brings a gun into the ape’s compound when the humans have been told they can’t bring in guns. Carver gets his head bashed in later. I think he’s the first human killed.
The second human killed is one of the men testing guns in the armory. I can’t remember his name and I can’t recognize him on imdb’s tiny pictures but he looked Latino to me. His buddy is white, with longish blonde hair. He is hostile toward the apes and is brutish. Koba shoots him first. Then there’s a longer pause before he shoots and kills the blonde man.
The third man killed is a Latino looking man driving a tank and shooting the apes, once the battle has begun.
There is a close call when Thomas Rosales Jr.’s character hits an ape with a heavy brass stand that one hooks velvet ropes to. Koba grabs the stand and tells Ash to kill the man. The man cowers and says, “No!” Ash refuses, the man and the black woman cowering next to him run away, and then Koba drags Ash up the stairs and throws him off the balcony and Ash dies.
(So…what could explain, in terms of the movie’s world, why there are so few Asians? Well, there was a pandemic it killed (I think) 90% of the human population. Only those with immunity are still alive. A decade has gone by and the humans have a couple weeks left of fuel. They must get the generator at the dam working or they’ll go back to “the way it was,” which was apparently terrible and the lead’s son has “seen things no boy should have seen,” or something like that. We can assume that there was a massive breakdown of civilization.
So one could argue that most of the Asians in San Francisco were not immune and they died. Or, they left before things got bad in San Francisco, leaving the small San Francisco colony something like 85% white. But that seems a little bit ridiculous, since every movie I’ve ever seen set in the bay area or in a science lab on the west coast is 85 – 90% white with maybe one Asian American woman tech in a lab coat and maybe one Asian American guy, who usually dies.)
There are no other women, of any color, with any individual lines (there is a mob scene in which many people shout out things in fear or/anger toward the apes) or names.
Cornelia (Caesar’s wife) has one line (and she is wearing flowers). And she gives birth to a second son. And she gets sick and is saved by Keri Russell, the other wife-type in the film. And Maurice the Orangutan is played by a female human actor. If that counts. He has a significant role in the film.
Keri Russell is also the only human who has to wear a little tank top while the men around her are wearing multiple layers and are covered neck to foot (even when running). She had a daughter (“Sarah”) but she died, we don’t see her picture or see her crying over her. Gary Oldman had two sons but they died–we see their picture/s on his cracked iPad and he sobs. Caesar has two sons and a wife in peril. The protagonist (who is so bland I can’t remember his name or the actor’s name) has a teenaged son (the almost unrecognizable Kodi Smit-McPhee from The Road) who he is trying to protect. I guess the point the movie can’t help but make is that sons are important. Caesar’s son Blue Eyes plays an important role in the film.
DOTPOA is definitely a film that, while it has several merits (and several demerits and confounding logic holes), subtly maintains the racial hierarchies at work in the U.S. As in the first film (Rise of the Planet of the Apes), there are several close-up shots that linger on the fearful faces of black men (and a medium shot that shows a non-speaking older black woman cowering next to a man who Koba wants Ash to kill) presumably to show that this film is not racist in terms of the apes being symbolic of black men. I say men because the females (and children) stay home from the “war” when the male apes, led by Koba, go to attack the human colony.