When The Harder They
Come was premiered in Kingston thirty years ago, over 6000 people
invaded the cinema, with another 3000 camped outside. According to one
commentator, it was, ‘a measure of people’s thirst to see themselves,
their island, and their life on film for the first time. It’s also a
triumphal vindication of Henzell’s belief that people want to see, and
will pay to see, reality and not celluloid fantasy, on the screen’.
Starring Jimmy Cliff as aspiring reggae artist, Ivan, and with a soundtrack
that was named among Rolling Stone’s 100 Most Influential Albums, the
movie has lost none of its edge.
Based on the real-life story
of a 1940s ghetto gunman called Rhygin, the film was highly controversial
for its portrayal of crime and violence at a time when Jamaica was trying to
present itself as a tourist paradise. A columnist in the Sunday Gleaner
commented: ‘I still think it’s a pity that the first fictional movie
made here for international circulation, and which through its quality, its
sensationalism and its novelty is bound to resound abroad, should have been
this film of murder, violence and crime…’
Kamau Brathwaite begged to
differ: ‘ “For the first time at last” it was the people (the raw
material) not the ‘critics’, who decided the criteria of praise, the
measure and ground of qualification; “for the first time at last”, a
local face, a native ikon, a nation language voice was hero. In this small
corner of our world, a revolution as significant as Emancipation.’
What is it about?
A
young country boy, Ivan, leaves home to seek his fortune in the big city.
Convinced he can make it as a singer, he takes a number of stop-gap jobs to
survive, including working for a charismatic preacher. Unfortunately, he
falls for Elsa, who happens to be the preacher’s little piece of sugar. An
idyllic love scene on the beach is followed by a horrifying beating and a
poverty stricken existence as a couple in the ghetto. Ivan cuts a record
which is an immediate hit, but finds out the hard way that it’s not music
that counts, it’s money. The music producer pulls the record when Ivan
gets feisty and he turns to selling ganja to survive. After a gun-battle
with the police, Ivan goes on the run, outwitting the authorities to the
point where he believes himself to be invincible, taunting and teasing them
with graffiti saying ‘I was here but I disappear.’ His record, ‘You
can get it if you really want’ hits the charts again, and Ivan loses
himself in a fantasy of being a film-star with a charmed existence: ‘Star
bwai cyaan die till the las’ reel.’ He becomes a folk-hero, symbolic of
the small man who rebels successfully against the system. It’s an
exhilarating ride – until reality hits him and he pays the price with his
life.
The theme of rebellion, the
identification with movie heroes and the haunting reggae lyrics explain its
popularity, then and now. It was a revolutionary film for its refusal to
glamorize violence, its unflinching realism in the representation of
conditions in the ghetto, and its use of Creole throughout. In deliberately
countering prevailing stereotypes of the Caribbean as a holiday paradise, it
somehow succeeded in being both critical and celebratory. It set a bench
mark which every film made since in Jamaica has had to live up to, and
several have tried to imitate.
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