True Films 3.0 - Kevin Kelly

Blood in the Face
Filmed in the late 1980s when militant white supremacists were on the
rise, this documentary lets them talk without comment during a rally in
Michigan. It soon becomes clear what wackos and crackpots they are. For
example the title of the film comes from their definition of a white person:
a person who can blush; you know, where there’s blood in the face.
It’s all downhill from there, with conspiracy theories, looney facts, secret
information, unabashed ignorance, and of course, tons of blind hate.
The more sincere and harder the racists try to explain as they become
more intimate in the film, the more ridiculous they seem. Rather than
conjuring up fear (as, say, the film State of Mind (p.164), about the cult of
North Korea does), this one summons up pity for the deranged. Still, it’s
a fantastic window into a political force larger than its marginal numbers,
and, now with immigration back in the headlines, well worth looking into.
They are nuts, but influential nuts. Their looniness is documented here
with a fine touch.
By Kevin Rafferty and
James Ridgeway
1990, 78 min.
Available from Amazon
Rent from Netflix
Wearing a costume of his own design (above), a
wizard of his own sect tells how he arrived at his
peculiar beliefs.
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