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Michael K. Williams To Play Rebellious Slave in Steve McQueen’s ’12 Years A Slave’

Michael K. Williams To Play Rebellious Slave in Steve McQueen's '12 Years A Slave'

Michael Kenneth Williams is the latest addition to Steve McQueen‘s 12 Years A Slave. Williams will play Robert, a rebellious, willfull slave. Having read the script (see my review HERE), Robert and Solomon plan to overtake the ship traveling to New Orleans, where they will be sold.

We last told you Alfre Woodard joined the cast as Mistress Shaw, a well-to-do common law wife of a plantation owner. Also joining the cast is newcomer Lupita Nyong’o, who will Patsey “a slave who is the object of both the affections and cruelty of Master Epps (Fassbender).

So far, the impressive cast includes Chiwetel Ejiofor, Michael FassbenderRuth Negga, Adepero OduyePaul DanoBenedict Cumberbatch, Scoot McNairyGarret Dillahunt, Brad Pitt Paul Giamatti and Sarah Paulson.

12 Years will begin a seven week shoot around New Orleans on June 25.

Michael K. Williams has also signed on to star as Ol’ Dirty Bastard in a project titled Dirty White Boy.

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Yes! I did a little dance when it was first announced. Now the role of Eliza goes to…c'mon y'all, just say it. The role has been filled for months, unless her rehearsals aren't going well.


Vanessa, thanks again for keeping us up-to-date on this movie which seems to get more fascinating with each new addition. Very happy for both Michael K. Williams and Steve McQueen. I anticipate that McQueen will bring out great performances from a talented cast. Will be hard to wait for this project's release, but maybe I'll reread the book in the meantime.


Fight Night, Super Bowl Night, 12 Years A Slave: ANTISIPATION! ………………… Sometimes I wonder how I keep from going under. Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge, I'm tryin' not to lose my head, ah huh-huh-huh. Well… actually…. Grand Master Flash said that but 12 Years A Slave has me going in circles. You got me going in circles, around and around I go, I'm strung out over you. I'm a faceless clock with timeless hopes that never stop. When I feel that way you know my soul's at stake. Well… actually…. Luther and The Friends of Distinction sang those words, but I'm trying to find the right expression to capture my feelings on what's sure to be an epic film on the horrors of slavery. Can I say "LOVE" and "SLAVERY" in the same sentence? Would I be ushered out the back door and required to surrender my black card if I had the gall to say I am waiting on a slave flick with baited breath. Nevertheless, surely somebody can feel this love I feel? The power of love is a curious thing, make a one man weep, make another man sing. Change a hawk to a little white dove. More than a feeling, that's the power of love. Well… actually… Huey Lewis said that, but somebody gots to be feeling me? I mean, at first glance one might believe I am referring to that reciprocal love we receive and give another person. Oh no, I'm talking about something from another planet. Listen, I remember the fight night parties I've had in my home. Y'all know the type. I'd invite all my friends who loved the sweet science of pugilism as much as I did. And of course I'd also invite those who could care less about the fight game but were just good party people. The drinks were flowing and I'd make my world famous fried chicken. My wife would prepare her "slap yo momma" lasagna and "chuck yo wife" chili. Down in the basement I had a heavy bag. That reminds me, ladies, don't ever let your guy hit a heavy bag in your company. If you don't want to question his ability to protect you if a fight breaks out, do not let him hit that bag. I am suggesting that most men can “mean mug” with the best of them. However, most men can't punch their way out of a paper bag. Nope, if WWE style wrestling was the call of the day, maybe they'd be a star and a bad mofo. But truth be told, most men cannot throw a decent punch. Anyway, the night was hyped.. memories-mammy-galore. There's nothing like a gathering of a few good friends, on an occasion in which er'body has been talking about 6 months in advance. Anticipation is a drug! So now I am here at the dawn of a film that I believe will top my love for any Spike Lee or Bill Cosby & Sydney Poitier movies. That's right, I said it, top all of them joints. How could it not? Oh wait… I know, I know, slaves, maids and men in drag don't get no stankin’ love from "we". Can't be trivilizing slavery and my grandmamma was a maid, so nobody can make a film ' boutdem dark days. Yeah… riiiight. But I know some people who will yum this up. Consequently, I wish there was a way I could throw a "12 Years A Slave" movie night. But first, I’d call my cousin Rodbuster. He lives in New Orleans were the film is presently shooting. I'd tell him to find the location and take a few sneak photos. OH YEEEAAAH… I'm gonna blow the roof off this party. Anticipation baby! Now, then I'd call all my serious movie friends. I wouldn't invite my brother, Doon. The last time I called him he said he couldn’t talk because he was watching a Godzilla movie. Hey, the guy's favorite author is Louis L’amour. Plus, he'll drink up all the cognac, get drunk and hit on all the women. So he can’t come. But with my serious movie friends, I'd start by telling them Steve McQueen has a new movie coming out. They would probably reply, "That's the dude who did "Hunger". I'd say "yep". And then we would both scream with excitement as if we just heard Don King was promoting an Ali vs. Frazier fight. But look, look at the time… I gotta cut to the chase. How could this movie not be a grand affair? There's the uneducated, ignorant, and alcoholic, white dirty bastard. If McQueen does him right, he IS going to piss some black folks straight off — on a grand scale. Then there's the sorry pale face white chick (Epp’s wife, played by Sarah Paulson). Every time she orders Pasty flogged like a dog, I am going to personally standup, throw popcorn at the screen and cuss her ass out. And that Paul Giamatti fellow from “Sideways”, I know he is going to be up to no good. No, this is not a "Django Unchained", so we will not see Kerry Washington running around butt naked, but for all the lovers of "mixed unions", there will be interracial “love” running across the screen. And that's surely to tighten the jaws, panties and buttocks of a few black folks. Come on now, Michael Kenneth Williams will not be selling drugs on the streets of the Washington D.C, but I can't wait to see him do his thang as a a rebellious, willful slave — even though I don’t know what that means. But look at this y'all…Chiwetel Ejiofor, Ruth Negga, Adepero Oduye, Paul Dano, Benedict Cumberbatch, Lupita Nyong'o, Scoot McNairy, Garret Dillahunt, Alfre Woodard, Brad Pitt and that naked pervert white guy from the movie "Shame" (Fassbender). Wow, I have not read the book, and I don’t want to spoil my antisipation, so I won't, but It's gonna be the party of the year. I hope you all can make it. RSVP.


I need to stop reading post about this film because I'm way to excited about it.

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