Smoke Signals (1998)

(YouTube Streaming, September 2021) As of 2021, September 30 is designated in Canada as a National Day for Truth and Reconciliation. A federal holiday but not exactly the kind of day fit for barbecues and celebration, it’s intended as an opportunity to reflect on the relationship, historical and present, between First Nations and other Canadians. I did my part in my own way — self-educating on related topics during the day, and pushing a landmark Native American film to the top of my evening watch list. To be fair, Smoke Signals often felt as if I was cheating — it’s so entertaining and occasionally so funny that it felt like a treat more than self-imposed viewing. Often hailed as the first widely distributed film entirely written, directed, co-produced and starring Native Americans (there were earlier examples, but none were as well known), Smoke Signals takes us on an evocative road trip, as two young men make a trek from Idaho to Arizona to gather the remains of a dead man with a complicated legacy. Adam Beach plays the dead man’s son, an aggressive young man who remembers his father as abusive before he left forever. Sitting alongside him is Evan Adams as a far meeker friend who still sees the dead man as a hero, having saved them (they were told) from a house fire as babies. Leaving the reserve is an adventure by itself, but it’s only the start of a journey that gets both protagonists to confront their own perception of what it means to be a Native American, and discover some troubling revelations about the dead man. Confidently directed with many cinematic moments, Smoke Signals is easy to watch even when it deals with tough issues. The heartfelt story is wrapped in just enough self-aware humour as to make everything easy to follow and enjoy. It’s an American film, but the ground covered here just as easily applies to Canadian First Nations. The insider’s perspective means that the film dispenses with clichés, or engages with them — it feels real and that may explain why the film has aged so gracefully, even nearly twenty-five years later. There’s a reason why Smoke Signals is still a reference in lists of Native American cinema — in fact, the lack of high-profile follow-ups is troubling. Canada has seen a small but worthwhile wave of First-Nation-led filmmaking in the past few years, and if the films themselves can be quite good, it hasn’t led to a breakout hit or cultural reference. There’s clearly some work to be done there too.