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a violent abolitionist who led a daring raid on a federal armory at Harpers Ferry, Va., in 1859, was captured, tried, and hanged for treason. Brown was also a central player in the Bleeding Kansas saga, especially the Pottawatomie Massacre, where he and four of his sons dragged five pro-slavery men out of their tents and slaughtered them. Many scholars believe that no one single person contributed more to the South’s seceding than John Brown. What Sweitzer found in Brown’s tale was a man “who saw a wrong and decided to do whatever it took to make a change,” he says. His mental cameras rolling, Sweitzer saw scenes playing out before him: Brown’s first encounter with slavery, witnessing a U.S. marshal slam in the back with a shovel a slave boy Brown had befriended; Brown’s own severe upbringing by his devoutly Calvinist father, Owen Brown; his marriage; his
A shared fascination with John Brown has brought a professor and his former student together in a collaboration that’s getting bigger all the time
battles; his dramatic trial and hanging. Then there’s Brown’s family legacy: his grandfather and namesake Captain John Brown fought in the Revolutionary War with George Washington, and his ancestor Peter Brown was one of the original Plymouth Rock pilgrims. His father operated one of the first stations on the Underground Railroad. Could there be a more quintessentially American family? Yet Brown struck Sweitzer as a complicated character: neither devil, nor angel, lunatic nor genius, martyr nor terrorist, yet perhaps, somehow, all of the above. He would leave the final verdict to the audience. Through Brown’s story, Sweitzer could tread some sticky big-ticket issues, like ends justifying means and where one draws the line between patriotism and treason. Then, the elephant in the theater: has America today lived up to its stated promise of all men created equal?
Over the course of the semester, Sweitzer grew steadily more interested in Brown’s story, though no fit of scholarship ever seized him. He made it through to graduation, completing his English degree and finishing with a not-failing grade in Carton’s class. While crossing the stage at commencement, he even shook Carton’s hand. A few days later, Sweitzer took off for a few months of bumming around the beaches of Costa Rica before catching a flight to L.A. When he landed at LAX, he had no car, no place to live, and no job leads. For the next year or so, Sweitzer ventured out every morning from whatever friend’s couch he’d slept on the night before and hustled for a job. Finally, he got one — as a receptionist at a production company. It was a start, which was all he needed. Articulate and engaging, Sweitzer rap-
Above: John Brown, 1856. Photo courtesy of the National Archives. Below: Keith Sweitzer, left, former student of Evan Carton (right).
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was set to go until he visited and changed his mind. At the very last minute, he applied to UT and was accepted. Sweitzer admitted early on to Carton that his energies were elsewhere and that he was taking the class mostly to fulfill a graduation requirement. Carton admired his honesty. He sensed that Sweitzer had found his passion, that stepping onto a movie set brought Keith the same thrill that he himself felt when he flipped open Emerson or Thoreau. Sweitzer longed for a movie life because “he did not ever want a job that made him wonder why he was doing what he was doing.” Carton could
understand that. Yet Sweitzer will tell you that everything’s a catalyst for something, whether intentional or not, and it was in Carton’s class that he stumbled onto the story he’d been looking for since he first decided he wanted to make movies. History best remembers John Brown as
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t would not be accurate to say that as a second-semester senior Keith Sweitzer, BA ’00, was looking forward to Evan Carton’s “Representations of John Brown in American Literature and Culture” class. Looking forward to being finished with it — yes. Eager to don the cap and gown — yes. Psyched about moving to Hollywood and chasing his dream of making movies, absolutely. But as Professor Carton handed out syllabuses on the first day of Sweitzer’s last semester, Keith felt more antsy than enthused. What would he get out of this class? For Robert Keith Sweitzer, the Forty Acres was a stepping stone on his pilgrimage from Stephen F. Austin University, where he began his collegiate studies and discovered his passion for cinema, to the mecca of moviemaking, Los Angeles. He had enrolled at SFA thinking he would eventually transfer to a more prestigious college to get his degree. After three years, he was accepted to UC Santa Barbara and
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