As misguided as it was, I confess that one of my first really empowering moments as an Asian American kid came when 36 Chambers dropped in middle school. Just like The Racial Draft I embraced Wu-Tang as they helped me define my own identity within hip hop at that time. C'mon dawg, Wu-Tang and Theo on The Beat? My teenage Asian masculinity had arrived!
Anyway, I just watched Wu: The Story Of The Wu-Tang Clan. Despite the low budget production, I thought the film was satisfying. The archival footage and interviews are classic, especially for a nostalgic Wu fan. My main critique is director Gerald Barclay's decision to put himself in the film, it just wasn't needed.
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