Thursday, June 24, 2010
Treme No. 7: Smoke My Peace Pipe

By Edward Copeland
It's been awhile since I've been able to recap Treme episodes, but I have my hands on the first season's final four episodes, so the wrapup should be imminent this week or next, beginning with the seventh episode, "Smoke My Peace Pipe." If you want to refresh yourself over previous recaps, the index is here. "Smoke My Peace Pipe" really is a change of pace for the leisurely paced series. There are many important developments to be sure, but for the most part each scene is very brief, some barely lasting a minute in length.
That is not the case with the opening scene which sees Tim Reid return in his role as a judge, hearing the new evidence Toni (Melissa Leo) has found in her tireless search for the LaDonna's missing brother, an innocent man lost in the penal system ever since Katrina hit. The judge declares that in his 22 years as a New Orleans official, he's always tried to defend the city against charges of overwhelming and incompetence but he has never seen a case as egregious as the one of Daymo Brooks. He even stops the assistant district attorney before she can stand and make the parish's usual excuses. He calls the incident an embarrassment and apologizes to Ladonna and her mother (Khandi Alexander, Venida Evans) and orders the city, state and penal system to produce David within 72 hours or face contempt.
Following the credits, that's when the editing pattern of lightning-quick scenes begin to take place in "Smoke My Peace Pipe," an episode whose story and script were co-written by the late David Mills. This attention-deficit-disorder rhythm sort of keeps you at arm's length from much of the episode, which hasn't been the case with Treme so far. The performances still are top notch and the episode features some fine moments, but it weakens the overall effort. On the plus side, whenever Sonny or Annie show up, it's for a mercifully brief period of time each time and you are soon back with characters you actually care about.
Albert (Clarke Peters) with the help of some members of his tribe breaks into the sealed off projects and enters one of the residences that belonged to the mother of another tribe member's mother. As he expected,


Creighton's unfinished book keeps giving him (John Goodman) nothing but frustration. He reads to his classroom from a book about a different New Orleans flood and how the author preferred a decimated New Orleans to his native Ohio in the best shape. Back at home, he lugs his large box of pages and notes for his book to the guest house in hopes of finishing it once and for all, but he finds himself mostly staring at a blank computer screen. Toni comes in every now and then to try to convince him to take a break for dinner or brings him a morning cup of coffee only to be rebuffed and told that all he's putting out is shit. Later, frustrated, Creighton returns to what has satisfied him the most of late, his YouTube rants, turning this time to one on the impending city elections. There is "no way a shared sense of purpose is going to survive a New Orleans election," he tells his world wide audience, adding that New Orleans is its own worst enemy.

Antoine (Wendell Pierce) gathers several of his fellow jobless musician friends to play in the arrival terminal of the New Orleans airport. One woman asks if they are there to greet someone special and Antoine asks if she's from New

With the restaurant now closed, Janette (Kim Dickens) is selling off the trappings of Desautel's down to the tablecloths. Ironically, her loan from the Small Business Administration finally has come through, albeit too

Toni and LaDonna sift through a new photo file of prisoners in search of Daymo but he's nowhere to be found. Toni gets a bad feeling and asks if they have a list of inmates who died in custody and they find his cousin's name, awaiting family identification, and wonder if Daymo assumed his identity. The cousin, however, is alive and Toni suggests that perhaps David took another name entirely and that they were going to have to go to the morgue. The so-called morgue is a series of refrigerated trucks. It's one of the longer scenes, and the best, in the episode. As the official opens the back of the rig, the stiffening of Khandi Alexander's shoulders at the sounds is a wonder of using your body for acting. The news is not good as LaDonna positively identifies the man as Daymo. According to the death certificate, he died of a cerebral hemorrhage after falling off a top bunk. LaDonna refuses to deal with any details right now. She won't ruin her family's Carnival. She does drop by her mom's and lies that they have no news yet, but pours herself a stiff drink.
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Hey - in the scene where Albert won't kneel down for the cops to cuff him, what does he say right before they close the curtains and beat him? I mean, I know what he means, but what are the exact words he uses? The so-called "Indian shit", according to the police officer he swings at?
Would be appreciated if you knew... I always understand no humbow, and that can't be right...
Renier
Would be appreciated if you knew... I always understand no humbow, and that can't be right...
Renier
Well, he says three words, merely breathing them, sounding like "no whoom bow". Should mean something like I won't leave, I won't give in. I heard them before in connection to the Indians, but it's hard to google something like that, if you know what I mean. Well, thanks anyway. If a revelation strikes you some time, please send me an email!
(reinerschwebke [at] gmx [dot] de)
Thanks for the recap as well!
rnr
(reinerschwebke [at] gmx [dot] de)
Thanks for the recap as well!
rnr
Charles Silver gave me a answer, that I will live with. As it turned out, it really was "no humbow"!
Quoting Facebook / Charles Silver on Treme's wall:
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Your transliteration is accurate. He said "No Humbow" = (I will) not bow (down) ... I will not kneel ... I will not recognize or submit to you or your so-called authority.
It is a call for Respect, human being to human being. It encompasses many qualities including dignity, majesty, pride, certitude in one's own authority as a human being, and, ... See Morecan imply the necessity of resistance in the face of injustice or oppression.
My Indian Red is the very spiritual and moving song sung at the beginning and end of all (Black) Indian ceremonies and events. Lyrics include:
I've got a (Big Chief, Big Chief, Big Chief***) of the Nation
Wild, wild creation
He (She) won't bow down, down on the ground
(Refrain: on that dirty ground)
Oh how I love to hear him (her) call my Indian Red ...
It includes verses which are sung to recognize each role in the gang/tribe hierarchy, i.e., Spy Boy, Flag Boy, Wild Man, Big Queen, etc., usually culminating in the Big Chief verse.
It is from that term that the quote "WON'T BOW DON'T KNOW HOW" expressing this idea comes from.
See also: http://jass.com/tom/next/indian.html
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Thank you, Charles!
Rnr
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Quoting Facebook / Charles Silver on Treme's wall:
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Your transliteration is accurate. He said "No Humbow" = (I will) not bow (down) ... I will not kneel ... I will not recognize or submit to you or your so-called authority.
It is a call for Respect, human being to human being. It encompasses many qualities including dignity, majesty, pride, certitude in one's own authority as a human being, and, ... See Morecan imply the necessity of resistance in the face of injustice or oppression.
My Indian Red is the very spiritual and moving song sung at the beginning and end of all (Black) Indian ceremonies and events. Lyrics include:
I've got a (Big Chief, Big Chief, Big Chief***) of the Nation
Wild, wild creation
He (She) won't bow down, down on the ground
(Refrain: on that dirty ground)
Oh how I love to hear him (her) call my Indian Red ...
It includes verses which are sung to recognize each role in the gang/tribe hierarchy, i.e., Spy Boy, Flag Boy, Wild Man, Big Queen, etc., usually culminating in the Big Chief verse.
It is from that term that the quote "WON'T BOW DON'T KNOW HOW" expressing this idea comes from.
See also: http://jass.com/tom/next/indian.html
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Thank you, Charles!
Rnr
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