Noho Hewa: Awards, Interviews & Quotes
Grand Festival Award
Berkeley Video and Film Festival, 2011
Special Jury Prize
Tahiti’s Festival International du Film Documentaire de Oceanien, 2010
Best Documentary Award
Hawaii International Film Festival, 2008
Noho Hewa is a brilliant, incisive, and complex expose of colonialism (American and other) and its devastating effects on Kanaka Maoli, the indigenous people of Hawaii, and their land.
Albert Wendt, author, poet, scholar and painter
Deftly combining a powerful critique of militarism, environmental degradation, tourism and cultural annihilation, Noho Hewa should be required viewing at every school, university, and military academy.
Gayatri Gopinath, professor at New York University
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I wrote this last fall, but it’s worth sharing here, given the overall horror of cultural appropriation being aided and abetted by plenty of natives. Anywayz… You can go to
This is a radio documentary I did 10 years ago. Sadly, the story of Hawaiian homelessness has only worsened, and it was already really bad then. (This story, and a few others, are available at
Lately, the selling out of Hawaiian culture, and silence of Hawaiians who literally fly around the world posing as Hawaiian “leaders,” compels me to share this essay. Why? Because, in part, it’s about them and their state sanctioned privilege. If I were to write it now I would use stronger language. Here’s to hoping they stop using a broken compass.
The Australian Association for Pacific Studies Annual Lecture in memory of Epeli Hau’ofa will be presented by Tevita O. Ka’ili.
Teresia Teaiwa has walked on ahead of us, and I am sadder than I can say. She was a brilliant, courageous, beautiful Pacific woman who led the way for so many of us. She was one of the most powerful and articulate voices when it came to colonization and militarization, thinking and speaking in ways that the rest of us had to run to keep up with. She was kind, generous, and an extraordinary poet.
ANNIE PAU and I first met at the Farrington Highway Starbucks on the Waianae Coast of Oahu. I was working on a story for Al Jazeera and needed a Hawaiian who was willing to be interviewed about what life is like for thousands who can’t afford rent. Parts of Waianae resemble refugee camps, so it felt wrong, meeting with a homeless person inside the mother ship of gentrification.
