Tiger Woods is not only a star golfer but he’s a performer. He sings and dances. He looks somewhat different – a long nose that is close to his face. And his teeth – it’s the teeth that are noteworthy. He has several big teeth and a couple of small, malformed ones. He has shoulder length hair, pulled back in a ponytail. He is performing on stage with an older white woman. When it comes time for the stage kiss, he really gets into it… spends time with it. And when he pulls back, the camera zooms in on his face. He is clearly going through all kinds of emotions. He actually looks for a moment like another (white) actor with blue eyes. He seems startled and touched, unexpectedly, as if he’s been taken by surprise by the strength and nature of his feelings. Then tears roll down his cheeks. I am rapt watching the whole thing. It touches me deeply and I can’t stop crying and crying. I can feel the loneliness, the need, the confusion.
Then there is also a media obsession-fascination that focuses on the outside: photos from his youth (in Africa??) in the early 1900s and those teeth – close-ups of the teeth…. and experts telling how to fix them so no one will know how they were.
Anonymous
July 2010
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