Do the Right Thing

Do the Right Thing

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Spike Lee’s films have always deftly worked comedy into tragedy. In School Daze, he stages the psychologically self-destructive conflict between light- and dark-skinned black girls as a jazzy, old Hollywood musical showstopper. In Jungle Fever, Gator gives his unforgiving father one last dance he made up just for his mom, and hustles his way into an early grave. Crooklyn’s loopy aunt discovers her lost dog’s corpse when it catapults out of the hide-a-bed like a canine Pop-Tart. And in his uncontestable masterpiece (indeed one of American cinema’s absolutely unimpeachable classics), Do the Right Thing, Spike Lee deftly follows the actions of two dozen people on what turns out to be one of the longest, hottest, most memorable and maybe most tragic days of their lives. And he does it without so much as a single lugubrious or extraneous moment.

And it’s through fucking around from frame one, as Rosie Perez thrusts, grinds, kicks, and boxes her frustrations out to Public Enemy’s “Fight the Power,” Do the Right Thing’s uncompromising musical leitmotif. Lee’s scenario restricts him to a rough baker’s dozen hours in the Brooklyn neighborhood of Bedford-Stuyvesant on what newspapers are warning will likely be the hottest day of the year. Assisted by a trio of old men sitting idly in front of a blazing red wall (a Greek chorus, if you will), Lee introduces a fully functional community at various stages of wit’s end, even before the sun has hit high noon. In an almost exclusively African-American and Puerto Rican, largely lower-middle-class section of town, Bed-Stuy residents are both fed and economically mocked by the only two successful businesses in the area: a corner market run by Koreans and a pizzaria owned and operated by Sal (Danny Aiello), a gruff but genial soul who rather presumptuously assumes himself the neighborhood paterfamilias. Aside from his two sons (one racist, the other naïve), Sal also employees and surrogate fathers Mookie (Lee), who serves as the neighborhood’s unofficial liaison between Sal and his clientele.

Even before Bed-Stuy’s race relations unravel in the heat, Lee’s film strives for insistent political consciousness, which is to say he doesn’t just bring up political topics but dares to actually take positions. (In one scene, Lee films a benign conversation about the pitfalls of interracial, intergenerational courtship in front of a brick wall bearing the graffiti message “Tawana told the truth,” referring to the alleged rape of Tawana Brawley at the hands of, among other white men, New York cops.) Sometimes the politics are conservatively combative, as when a white bicyclist scuffs Buggin’ Out’s pristine Air Jordans and justifies his right to gentrify Bed-Stuy with a curt “I was born in Brooklyn.” Other times the politics are more provocatively intertwined with the movie’s, as in the Brechtian interlude in which Mookie, Pino, and other representatives of the block spew as many hateful racial slurs as they can manage, some of which are wickedly funny (the white cop calls an off-screen Puerto Rican a “pointy-shoes red-wearing Menudo mira-mira cocksucker”).

Some reviewers, largely the same nervous nellies who warned the movie might incite race riots, took issue with Lee’s perceived free pass to eschew political correctness, especially in Bush I’s “kinder, gentler nation.” But that’s precisely the point of Do the Right Thing. It takes political concepts away from the lip service of cloistered authority figures (including the film’s dirty cops) and dissects them through the lives of those who are forced to live by them. In this context, the radio DJ Mister Señor Love Daddy’s stately, nearly two-and-a-half minute roll call of great black musicians carries as much weight of the Emancipation Proclamation.

Lee’s deceptively vibrant pop comedy (“Fuck Frank Sinatra!” “Fuck Michael Jackson!”) is both freewheeling and, as the film’s final half hour reveals, extraordinarily calculated. When tempers spiral out of control and grave injustice is meted out to one of Bed-Stuy’s inhabitants, the disruption is a direct slap to shake audiences out of complacency. But rather than react with solemnity, Lee films the resulting riot with the same angular, fish-eyed, oversaturated effects, again aligning tragedy with comedy and suggesting The Powers That Be can strike at any given moment. And because the racially charged dialogue early on in the film is presented in the same cinematic context as what is a pretty clear-cut case of institutionalized race hate, Lee manages to suggest a clear political position while still admitting there are never any simple answers. Instead of ending the movie on a note of mutual understanding between Sal and Mookie, as originally scripted, Lee instead closes on a note of fragile, quizzical acknowledgment. Nothing more.

What critics in 1989 called incendiary and angry should more accurately be characterized as challenging. Do the Right Thing is no staid civics lesson; instead, it’s a microcosmic test case in the form of a seamless ensemble piece. Anyone who thinks Spike Lee movies are perpetually disappointing would be forgiven for thinking so if they’re comparing the director’s works against this perfectly balanced one. If other movies in Lee’s body of work have approached it in confidence, few movies by Lee or anyone else have better feng shui. Like Rear Window to Alfred Hitchcock, like Nashville to Robert Altman, like Playtime to Jacques Tati, Lee’s Do the Right Thing is an undiluted representation of its creator’s artistic command.


I’ve seen this movie dozens of times. I watch it at least once every summer like others watch It’s a Wonderful Life every December. The Criterion Collection edition of the film was one of my very first DVD purchases and even now, eight years later, remains one of the better digital transfers I’ve ever seen. And so it is with great relief that I can report that Universal’s Blu-ray edition is a worthy successor. The print is as clean as the Criterion edition, and as far as I can tell, the colors seem a touch deeper and more richly saturated. I noted some minor edge enhancement and slightly soft focus, but those are the only mitigating factors of an otherwise phenomenal picture. The uncompressed HD 5.1 sound, specifically the sound emanating from Radio Raheem’s ghetto blaster, is rich and full and often surprisingly directional as Lee’s camera swoops and whip-pans around the streets of Bed-Stuy.


If the audio-video component of this 20th anniversary edition makes one suspect they could replace their Criterion copy, the bonus features all but confirm it. Almost everything that appeared on Criterion’s special edition has been ported over by Universal, including the commentary track with Lee, cinematographer Ernest Dickerson, production designer Wynn Thomas, and actress Joie Lee, the press conference from Cannes 1989, a video interview with editor Barry Brown, Lee and line producer Jon Kilik’s return visit to the Bed-Stuy location, Lee’s own home video footage from the filming, and an extensive, brilliantly executed behind-the-scenes documentary that doesn’t merely show the making of the film but also the radical effect the production had on the community there. It’s a must-watch. About the only thing lost from the original edition is Public Enemy’s "Fight the Power" video. In its place, you get a new commentary track voiced entirely by Lee (who admits he hadn’t watched the film in a while before sitting down to record the commentary; I don’t know how he managed to resist the urge to screen it), a 30-minute 20th anniversary retrospective featuring new interviews with cast and crew, and 11 deleted scenes (apparently Lee cut his sister Joie’s part down a fair amount). Think of this as the enhanced Criterion edition.


As Mister Señor Love Daddy commands, "WAKE UP" to this absolutely essential home video.

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  • Blu-ray Disc
  • Dual-Layer Disc
  • Region A
  • Aspect Ratio
  • 1.85:1 Anamorphic Widescreen
  • Dolby Digital Formats
  • English 2.0 Stereo
  • DTS
  • English 5.1 DTD-HD MA
  • Spanish 5.1 DTS
  • French 5.1 DTS
  • Subtitles & Captions
  • English Closed Captions
  • English Subtitles
  • Spanish Subtitles
  • French Subtitles
  • Special Features
  • Audio Commentary by Director Spike Lee
  • Audio Commentary by Lee, Ernest Dickerson, Wynn Thomas, and Joie Lee
  • "The Making of Do the Right Thing" Documentary
  • Do the Right Thing: 20 Years Later
  • Deleted and Extended Scenes
  • Lee’s Home Video Footage from Filming
  • Lee and Line Producer Jon Kilik Return to Bed-Stuy
  • Video Interview with Editor Barry Brown
  • Storyboard of the Riot Sequence
  • Cannes 1989 Press Conference
  • Theatrical Trailer and TV Spots
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    Release Date
    June 30, 2009
    Universal Studios Home Entertainment
    120 min
    Spike Lee
    Spike Lee
    Danny Aiello, Ossie Davis, Ruby Dee, Richard Edson, Giancarlo Esposito, Spike Lee, Bill Nunn, John Turturro, Paul Benjamin, Frankie Faison, Robin Harris, Joie Lee, Miguel Sandoval, Rick Aiello, John Savage, Samuel L. Jackson, Rosie Perez, Roger Guenveur Smith, Steve White, Martin Lawrence, Leonard L. Thomas, Christa Rivers