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Note: The views and opinions expressed below are not necessarily the views of 3BlackChicks Enterprises™; commentary presented with the authors' permission, in original form as submitted by the author(s), except where noted otherwise. [Editor's note: It's been awhile since I've posted some of our Reader Feedback. We still get a lot of it; sometimes a bit more than we can easily keep up with. But my review of Beyond Borders seems to have struck a chord with some of my readers. Though all of the comments I receive regarding my reviews are appreciated (whether positive or negative), I felt compelled to post this response in particular. I've withheld some of the names he spoke of below, to preserve privacy. /bams] Reader Feedback - by Mark (WARNING: potential spoilers below) Dear Ms. Bams, First of all, thanks for a great review. I thought what you said was very eloquent. I haven't seen Beyond Borders (money's tight right now, but hey, I'm loving this Bush economy...sorry, rant over...) but I've read some of the reviews, and most of the critics have taken a 2x4 to it. It sounds as though the love story got under everyone's skin. Sorry if this sounds sycophantic, but I think the fact that you were able to draw some meaning out of this film despite its obvious flaws reflects well on you as a person. I think it also shows how subjective our responses to art can be. I have a friend named ******. He's from Lagos, Nigeria. I met him about eleven years ago at the University of Oregon. I kept in touch with him after graduation. He went from Oregon to DC, then down to Houston before getting his PhD in African History at the University of Texas. The thing that struck me in talking to him was that he had to take all these low paying jobs, driving a cab, working at Taco Bell. I'd think that would be very tough for anyone, and he's an educated man. But he always stayed positive. Last year, he finally got a position on the faculty at the Department of Africana Studies. I could also tell you about ******, who's from Gambia and spent a few years in Germany apprenticing as a carpenter there before coming to the states. He was a nice man. We started talking about his home country, and I got the impression that there'd been a war, and that he'd seen some pretty terrible things. I know I'm a better, and more educated, person for having known these guys. All of which is a roundabout way of saying (and I apologize for this message being so long...) that I had a similar experience, of sorts, when I saw Dirty Pretty Things earlier this year. If you haven't seen it yet, you should definitely check it out (I think it comes out on video in November). Needless to say, I was bawling at the end of that film. I know it sounds presumptuous, but I felt like I knew the main character, Okwe. (I sincerely hope that the actor who played him, Chiwetel Ejofor, gets some recognition come Oscar time...) The film made me wonder how many immigrants were living on the edge of survival right here. It also made me realize how many stories there are to tell, and yet somehow we end up having the same two or three repeated in every damn movie that comes out. (Though I realize that vice cops whos partners were killed by nefarious drug lords are people too, and also deserve to have their revenge stories told as well...) Use the feedback form below to send your comments to Bams