By Lonnae O'Neal Parker
Forty-five minutes into "The Karate Kid," I looked around the theater, wondering if anyone else was marveling.
My 8-year-old son Satchel's eyes were glued to the screen. The story of unlikely friendship and triumph hit familiar notes, but I was seeing something new. Jaden Smith was playing a black boy in three dimensions: vulnerable, contemplative and in possession of a wholly formed interior world. Read more...
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