It makes me want to win. It makes me want to fight. It makes me like myself more, like my own skin tone, like my kind of hair, like the shape of my nose, like the shape of my lips, like myself more. Because you start to see people who are like you and you see how they carry themselves — empowered, happy with themselves — and you start to like yourself better. And you see there’s nothing wrong with you — that, really, black is beautiful, black is capable, black is incredible, and blackness needs to be respected.
A movie, about fictional superheroes. This is what representation can do.
(I’ve seen the movie twice, plan on seeing it again, and will be preordering the Blu-Ray. It’s a very good movie.)