Through hands of steel/And heart of stone
Our labor day/Has come and gone
(“Red Hill Mining Town,” U2)
A couple of my older labor-related posts for Labor Day 2023:
And one more labor-related story that will remind us how Hollywood blacklisting and censorship was a thing long before Sound of Freedom:
Salt of the Earth
Name the best-known early 1950s motion picture with a union theme. Easy. That would be On the Waterfront. But it’s not the only one. There’s an early 1950s motion picture that remains criminally neglected but crucially essential: Salt of the Earth.
Made by a group of McCarthy-era, blacklisted filmmakers, Salt of the Earth tells the story of New Mexico zinc miners — and their families — struggling against their bosses for a better life. The film is based on the real-life struggle of MMSW Local 890, which went on strike against the Empire Zinc Corporation in 1950.
“Shortly after the strike had begun, an injunction prohibited men from walking the picket lines,” writes Tony Pecinovsky. “Women soon replaced their brothers, sons, husbands, and fathers — an action of major significance, especially since corporate America had little tolerance for people of color, especially women of color, standing up for their rights.”
Narrated by a character appropriately named Esperanza, the wife of a striking miner, Salt of the Earth features a cast made up almost entirely of those who actually participated in the strike and is a pro-female movie before such a thing had a name.
Equally as impressive is the manner in which the film was completed against all odds. Production began on January 20, 1953, and the Hollywood Reporter soon announced: “H’wood Reds are shooting a feature-length anti-American racial issue propaganda movie.”
The outcry carried all the way to Congress where Donald Jackson, a member of the House Un-American Activities Committee (HUAC), promised: “I shall do everything in my power to prevent the showing of a communist-made film in the theaters of America.”
Rosaura Revueltas, the woman who played Esperanza, was deported to Mexico during production on a trumped-up immigration charge (her passport hadn’t been stamped upon entering the U.S.).
“The film’s director, Herbert Biberman, spent six months in jail for refusing to testify before HUAC,” adds Pecinovsky. “Several key personnel on the film were found in contempt of Congress when they refused HUAC’s badgering as well. The film crew was barred from laboratories, sound studios, and other facilities normally used by filmmakers. No Hollywood labs would process the film and the projectionist’s union refused to show it.”
Salt of the Earth made its theatrical debut in March 1954 and won the International Grand Prize from the Academie du Cinema de Paris in 1955.
Deborah Rosenfelt, the author of a book about the film, has written:
“The continuing significance of Salt of the Earth for our own time arises from its attempt — rare in works of art in any medium — to integrate the struggles of women, of an ethnic minority, and workers … Salt of the Earth…inspires belief in the possibility of genuine social change. It encourages us to act on that belief. Seeing it has made a difference in more than one life; my own was one of them.”
Translation: Put your fixation on “isms” aside and get busy helping yourself and others reach the fullness of their destiny.
P.S. Watch Salt of the Earth free online now:
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"Put your fixation on “isms” aside and get busy helping yourself and others reach the fullness of their destiny."
Good advice. I've found that the "ism" people tend to care more about their conception of the ism than they care about other people. They develop a knowledge guild, wherein command of the dogma is a trump card to be played for status. The status is chickenshit and highly destructive of the ism's nominal purpose. Best, as you say, to keep our eyes on the prize and not wade into neurotically overdetermined tar pits.
Happy Labour Day!
Thank you, Mickey.