A Serial Killer Movie You Can’t Watch in America
The New Republic - over 4 years
It is called The Black Panther, and for the moment at least it cannot be seen in America. I daresay it deserves another title, now, one that avoids suggestions of horror or intimations of radical black politics. There is horror in this movie, though our standards for that genre have changed so much since 1977, when the film very briefly opened in Britain. I’m writing about it in an effort to help bring it to screens in America, and because it’s a strange, disturbing study of a killer that was rejected in absurd disgust.
The murderers of other cultures and past ages are commonly as boring as your brother-in-law’s holiday photographs. But there was an abject, lower-class demon loose in Britain in the mid 1970s, dubbed “the Black Panther” by the media, but once known as Donald Nappey, and then Donald Neilson. In Britain, a “nappy” is a diaper, and when Nappey’s daughter got the teasing at school that the father had suffered, he changed the family name to Neilson, which sounded safe.
The New Republic article