… and catch it on the big screen if you can.  Or Netflix.  Wherever.  This film is worth your effort.

There are clips of old newsreels that are fascinating in themselves, but it’s the made-up scenes that linger.

The stunning visuals evoke California’s San Joaquin Valley from decades ago.  Claptrap cars negotiate the perimeters of the fields on narrow semi-deserted pavements , where the viewer sees, between the rows, farm workers caked with dirt, scabbed and scratched, working.  Their children at their sides, working.  Everyone  almost hidden by the vines, working and scared to stop or talk with Cesar Chavez and his henchwoman Dolores Huerta, yet compelled to do so by the truth of what they are saying.

Cesar is quiet and compelling; his brother Richard a constant companion; his wife Helen a no-nonsense woman, whether on the home front or getting arrested; and Dolores a combination of effectiveness and arresting beauty.  John Malkovich as Bogdanivich provides a complex portrait of a Delano grower, an immigrant himself, but opposed to the UFW.

In one scene Bogdanovich brings cold water to the fields as a favor for the workers when he wants to turn them against Cesar.  Water during hard long hours under the scorching sun as a favor, not a right.

A mimeograph machine churns out leaflets, after a typewriter is used for the text.  UFW volunteers use pen and paper to help barely-literate workers apply through the credit union for loans. The growers’ wives, in their only substantive scene–like the segregationist white women of the Jim Crow South–manage to feel affronted when those with a different skin color simply gather.

Without the F(eminist) word being uttered, director Diego Luna demonstrates the seepage of cultural changes being wrought by the Sixties.  In Cesar’s life, his co-organizer Dolores, and at times his own wife Helen, call about as many shots as he does.

But the growers?  Even when, angry and frustrated, they slam doors in their wives’ faces, the women do their bidding.  Most compelling is the Mexican maid in Bogdanivich’s household, treated alternatively as invisible and a confidante.

In other words, women in the movement for social change were getting uppity, but the transformation had not yet spread to conventional white culture.  (And has it yet?)

Eventually the struggle moves away from the fields, to the grape boycott in the cities and overseas, where labor unity means the longshoremen won’t unload the boxes and leave the fruit to rot, forcing the growers–despite Reagan’s and Nixon’s support– finally to bargain and sign union contracts that benefit farm workers for the first time in American history.  All true.  All well done.

Yet the movie does have its inaccuracies and omissions.

Jack Holmes, who  plays Bobby Kennedy,  is a dead look-alike.  But Mark Moses, who plays Cesar’s mentor Fred Ross, actually looks more like Jerry Cohen than the guy who plays him.  That would be Wes Bentley, who does a hippy-dippy version that does not correspond to the UFW’s lead attorney in his youth.  (Full disclosure–Cohen was my boss when I was a UFW staff attorney from 1973-75)

Okay.  So verisimilitude in detail is most important to those like myself, with visceral memories of the UFW scene.

But Fred Ross should have been portrayed as the lifelong mentor he was for Cesar, instead of a petulant complainer in his one main scene.  And Jerry Cohen would have been more accurate as a colleague who worked shoulder-to-shoulder with Cesar to match legal strategy to what was happening in the fields.

Other examples:

Dolores Huerta coined the Si Se Puede battle cry, not Cesar Chavez.

The first grape grower to sign with the UFW was Lionel Steinberg, a Jew from Coachella, who did it early on.

As for Chavez himself, yes he was dedicated, yes he was serious, yes he fasted for nonviolence.  But what his portrayal lacked was that sly sense of mischievous humor that Cesar had during his rise and at the height of his influence.

After all, here was a man whom everyone in the UFW movement–even those who hadn’t yet met him–called by his first name.  You wanted to hug him when you finally saw him face-to-face.  He made you feel as if he was your best friend.

Until, that is, he took a stand.  One that made you work your ass off.  One  that demonstrated nerves made of steel.

Finally, the movie could have done so much more to convey the breadth and diversity of the UFW movement, which went far beyond the community of Mexican farm workers.

A careful viewer could glean the fact that the Filipinos initiated the 1965 strike, but nothing in the film indicated that their leader, Larry Itliong, had spent years organizing against brutal conditions that included a legal prohibition against Filipino workers either bringing their families to America or marrying non-Filipinos once here.  Consequently, the guys roomed together, and ultimately retired at Agbayani Village in what used to be UFW headquarters at Forty Acres near Delano, CA.

(The hordes of volunteers that came out from urban areas to work for the UFW movement knew these older men best for the delicious food they set out for whoever showed up.)

And where was Mack Lyons, organizer par extraordinaire of Florida citrus workers and a member of Cesar’s inner circle who happened to be black?

Ben Maddock, the Okie white guy organizer?

Marshall Ganz, the Jewish city guy organizer?

Philip Vera Cruz, the Filipino member of the Executive Board?

Of course you can’t include everyone.  But none of the film’s scenes, including the aerial survey of a crowd said to be 10,000 strong, captured the diversity of the Movement that sprang up in response to the UFW cry for justice for farm workers.  Anti-war activists, civil rights veterans, city religious congregations, union locals, counter-culture rebels, city Chicano groups, Brown Berets, Black Panthers, Gray Panthers–the list goes on.

Just one song could have made the point:

Trabajadores campesinos,

A luchar con valór y con tessón,

Sin dar pasos por detrás todos unidos,

¡A luchar en contra del patrón!

Trabajadores campesinos,

Americanos de colór,

Portugués, Arabés y Filipinos,

Todos son de igual valór.


Viva la causa por cual luchamos,

¡Viva la huelga in el fil!

Viva la Virgen de Guadalupe

¡Viva nuestra Union!

The movie’s ending with the historic collective bargaining agreement of 1967 is totally legit as far as I’m concerned, even if eventually, as Nathan Heller’s April 14, 2014, New Yorker article tells us, Cesar Chavez eventually turned inward to destructive effect.

But a lot more happened after the movie and before the implosion.

By 1970 the UFW got grape growers to accept union contracts and effectively organized most of that industry, claiming 50,000 dues- paying members.

In 1972 the UFW was finally accepted as a full member of the AFL-CIO.

In 1973 sweetheart deals between the growers and the Teamsters Union triggered a series of strikes that started in Coachella and rolled up California’s San Joaquin Valley . The AFL-CIO pledged full support and sent millions of dollars in aid. The Teamsters responded with crews of bikers and toughs hired to intimidate and attack strikers. Thousands of farm workers and supporters were jailed, and finally, two UFW strikers were killed on the picket line. This was the largest agricultural strike in California history.

1973-75 saw the international boycott against Gallo, at the time the biggest winery in the world.

And at long last, in 1975, due to the UFW’s sway in labor circles and in Sacramento, the California legislature enacted a framework for the farm workers’ right to organize into unions with basic protections like hiring halls and seniority rights.

Here is a list of the gains for those who work today in California’s fields, due to the effort of Cesar Chavez and his dedicated followers:

  • Unemployment benefits
  • Work breaks
  • Toilets in the fields
  • Fresh water in the fields
  • Social security benefits
  • The Agricultural Labor Relations Act

So, yes, to paraphrase the song:

The workers struggled, with valor and with strength, against the boss.

The people who joined the Mexicans included the Portuguese,  the Arabs, the Filipinos, and Americans of color.

Many put their faith in the Virgin of Guadalupe, to protect the poor.

Long live the cause for which we fight!

Long live the strike in the fields!

Long live our Union!

AND ¡Que viva Cesar Chavez!

Without him none of this would have happened.

Author Discusses Legal Rights with Farm Worker Audience

Author Discusses Legal Rights with Farm Worker Audience



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  1. Shirley Haberfeld

    Great article. The movie didn’t get good reviews, so Bob and I avoided it, but sounds like we made a mistake.


    1. barbararhine

      Another thing I liked about the movie was the fictional treatment of Cesar’s story, rather than it being one of so many documentaries out there.

  2. Dorothy Bender

    Thanks Barbara for sharing your history. It’s important. Much appreciated.

    1. barbararhine

      Thanks for your faithful readings and complimentary comments, Dorothy. It means a lot to me.

  3. Molly Freeman

    A great read, Barbara. Exciting and nostalgic to recall Riverside, Davis, Yuba City, Delano….how the movement shaped who and what we do today…. I imagine we were in some of those places together.

    1. barbararhine

      Always so good to remember the long-standing ties that came out of the Movement. . .

  4. Alona Clifton

    Thank you for bringing your 1st person well written insight to a very exciting time and Movement. And, as you would know I was fascinated reading the “UFW Mourns the Passing of Farm Labor Pioneer Mack Lyons” article.
    alona clifton

    1. barbararhine

      I remember Mack Lyons from his (and my) youth. A tall, imposing, striking man!

  5. paul harris

    an excellent overview of what the farmworkers achieved and the totality of people who made it happen

    1. barbararhine

      What a nice thing to say, Paul. Thx!

  6. Dolores Huerta

    99% of this is accurate. I don’t agree with the “implosion” comment in the New Yorker. It was really a betrayel on the part of those that Cesar trusted: Jerry Cohen, Marshal Ganz and Gilbert Padilla. /Also Brother Pete Velasco, also Filipino, was the Union’s Secretary Treasurer after Padilla resigned.
    Dolores Huerta.

    1. barbararhine

      Thanks for your input, Dolores. And thank you for your nice blurb on the cover of my novel, “Tell No Lies,” which will be coming out in October.

  7. Good review, Barbara. Thanks!

    1. barbararhine

      A privilege to have you read it, David.

  8. miele1980

    Thank you Barbara for sharing your detailed insights and response (and the song!) from your personal experience. Narrative film is the best way to change the way we see, hear and think about ourselves, each other and the world, including how to understand our collective history and consciousness. I am thankful you wrote about the film, thankful for the movement of incredibly progressive and empowered cinema in Mexico (including Ambulante Film Festival coming here soon) and thankful your writing highlights the power of cinema – not documentaries that change legislation, but fiction that changes reality. Thank you. Brittany

    1. barbararhine

      Oooh, I love your phrase about fiction, Brittany. It’s just always been my favorite thing in the world to read, and now I have decided, for once and for all, that it is truly important!

  9. Robin Schoenthaler

    Barbara, thank you so much for writing this. Still haven’t seen the movie but will now. Your link to the 2009 article about Jerry Cohen made me Google him, and I found these


    All of your insights are so important to getting somewhere near the “truth” about what happened in the UFW.

    1. barbararhine

      The first of these links gives you “Gringo Justice–The UFW, 1967-81,” which is a fascinating account of the interplay between UFW organizing and UFW legal maneuvers. Worth reading!

  10. Bruce Neuburger

    Thanks Barbara for this very descriptive review of the Chavez movie. And thanks for all the details that capture the “atmosphere” of those days and for pointing out the deficiencies and weaknesses of the film as well. It was an inspiring movement with an almost fantasy quality in light of the oppressive conditions and lack of significant resistance that we see now a days. One of the important problems with the movie, which you alluded to, is that it greatly underplays the role of the broader social movements of those days to the rise of the farmworker movement. Now in the light of some perspective that time allows, we can see that the radical and revolutionary upheaval of those years and the ideas and energies it unleashed, including in the fields, were essential elements in the farmworker struggle. I experienced the movement from the vantage point of Salinas, which I think means I saw a lot of the best and also the worst — the most powerful activism/organization of workers in those days and the bitterest betrayal, especially in the latter years. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to understand it all, I’ve come to my own conclusions but I know they are hardly definitive.

    1. barbararhine

      And a thanks to you, Bruce Neuburger, for the book “Lettuce Wars,” which I know to be quite wonderful from mutual friends Aggie Rose-Chavez and Pam Whalen, both of whom liked it way beyond the fact that each was mentioned in it. “Lettuce Wars” makes an essential contribution to the recorded history of the UFW. Here’s a good link to reviews of your book:

  11. Steve Bingham

    Barbara, thanks for making this history come alive. I’m sad I missed so much of it! I look forward to seeing the movie. Glad you mentioned Marshall Ganz. I saw him at the 50th reunion of the Mississippi Summer Project in Jackson. Do you know of the current exhibit of long-lost photos of Mimi Plumb from the central valley at SF City Hall til Sept. 19. The Chronicle reviewed it on July 12, including an amazing picture of a very young Cesar.

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