‘Kicks’ is a powerful look at the dark side of sneaker culture
Two people were shot at a Foot Locker in Minnesota in March, after a fight broke out over a pair of Nike Air Jordan 2 Retro “Wing It” sneakers. In February, a man was stabbed three times in the Bronx for refusing to give up his sneakers in an attempted robbery. Last December, four high school students in Georgia were suspended, and one charged with a felony, following a bathroom brawl that broke out when one teen was wrongfully accused of stealing another’s sneakers. According to Sneakerheadz, a 2015 documentary about sneaker collecting, an estimated 1,200 people are killed over sneakers every year.
Media coverage rarely gives a glimpse of this dark side of sneaker culture beyond the statistics, dehumanizing both the victims of this violence and the culprits. But Justin Tipping’s first feature film, Kicks, digs deeper. Like John Singleton’s Boyz n the Hood, and more recently, Rick Famuyiwa’s Dope, Kicks is a coming-of-age story centered around a group of black kids growing up in an inner-city neighborhood of California. Kicks, which premiered at the Tribeca Film Festival in April, explores the flawed concept of masculinity through the eyes of 15-year-old Brandon (JahKing Guillory) and a pair of vintage black-and-red Air Jordans against the backdrop of Bay Area sunshine.
I spoke to Tipping over the phone about his directorial debut last month. “It always infuriated me when I would see news journalists at the scene of the mall where fights were breaking out over Jordans, because it felt like you could just hear the condescension in their tone: ‘Yeah, just over a pair of sneakers,’ and they would move on and give it a 20-second sound snippet that is in no way looking at why this happens,” Tipping told me over the phone. “The whole point is that they are not just sneakers. They are signifiers for much more than that, and they become status symbols. …our society created this problem to begin with.”
Kicks protagonist Brandon—who has massive curly hair, an innocent face and a scrawny frame—wears a pair of run-down Air Force Ones. He is ignored by the girls at his high school and constantly picked on, always sprinting home to avoid a beating from the neighborhood boys. Meanwhile, his two best friends, Albert (Christopher Jordan Wallace) and Rico (Christopher Meyer), wear the freshest sneakers and have no problem on the basketball court or in the lady department (or so they brag). Fed up with feeling like a punchline, Brandon gets his hands on his own pair of black-and-red Air Jordan 1s, using money saved from his past birthdays and from selling candy. He just wants to fit in, and for a moment, in his Jordans, the Bay Area is his oyster—he walks with swagger, girls look his way, and he no longer feels like an outsider. As far as he’s concerned, he’s a man now.
To understand why a pair of sneakers would give a young black boy such a profound sense of self-worth, you have consider what the very existence of Michael Jordan means to the black community. Michael Eric Dyson put it best in a 1993 essay published in Cultural Studies, describing Jordan as an ideal figure in American society: “A black man of extraordinary genius on the court and before the cameras, who by virtue of his magical skills and godlike talents symbolizes the meaning of human possibility, while refusing to root it in the specific forms of culture and race in which it must inevitably make sense or fade to ultimate irrelevance.”