It is becoming a familiar conundrum: whether to employ actors who match the ethnicity of the person they are portraying. Helen Mirren made the mistake of playing Golda Meir in a truly dreadful new film. The real mistake there was not the use of a non-Jewish actress, as some have complained, but the appalling quality of the script and production. Cleopatra was recently played by a black woman in a recent Netflix production, although the evidence strongly suggest she was fair-skinned. There is a suggestion she had some darker skinned ancestors, but the current convention seems to be that even a drop of blood is sufficient to confer blackness or its local equivalent.
The unhealthy obsession with skin colour, privileging black over white, is distorting the way history is told
Now it is the turn of Hannibal, who is to be played by Denzel Washington in a new film. I am sure he will fill the role well, and I simply don’t think his skin colour matters.

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