The Count of Monte Cristo

by Mark Rivers

Hooray! A movie is out now that shows brave White men fighting honorably in a purely European setting. "The Count of Monte Cristo" is based on the book of the same name by Alexandre Dumas. The story, set a few centuries ago in France, follows the life of Edmond Dantes, a poor-but-honest, strapping young fellow who is framed and jailed to cover up the crimes of his well-to-do peers. He spends the rest of the movie plotting his revenge.

I was told that the movie follows the book closely (I wouldn't know; I only read the comic book version), which is good, but more importantly, it was translated expertly into a White man's movie. There are but a few non-Whites, most notably Puerto Rican werewolf Luis Guzman as Dantes' manservant. The others are merely extras, including a pitifully forced shot in the scene in which "the Count" is first introduced.

In that scene, Lords and Ladies from all over Europe chat and mingle, some bearing clothing or mannerisms that scream "Hey, I'm from Italy!" or "Hey, I'm from Germany!" To round out the Nobles of all Nations, we see a two-second shot of a dot-head, a Chink and a negro, each dressed in their respective country's finery. Other than that tiny attempt at political correctness, "The Count of Monte Cristo" is a White film from start to finish, and is worthy of your time and expense.

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