I knew going into this movie that it was going to be important. I knew walking in that I was going to see something unlike anything I had ever seen before. And yet, I was completely unprepared for immense power Black Panther would have over me. Within the first two minutes I was near tears.
As news of Harvey Weinstein’s sexual assault broke over this last month, I found myself locked in a discussion with my aunt. She, once again, was voicing concern about my decision to pursue a career in the film industry. She was worried—terrified actually—of what it means to be a woman in this industry; terrified of what I might experience as I try to find success.