DBLast fall, the National Entertainment Collectibles Association, Inc. (NECA), in tandem with the Weinstein Company, announced a full line of consumer products based on characters from the movie. First up are pose-able eight-inch action figures with tailored clothing, weaponry, and accessories in the likeness of characters played by Foxx, Kerry Washington, Samuel L. Jackson, Leonardo DiCaprio, James Remar and Christoph Waltz. The dolls are currently on sale via Amazon.com. Action figures for Tarantino films Kill Bill Vol. 1 and Vol. 2 may have been better suited for such commercial pursuits. But for some projects, anything goes. “This doll shit is crazy,” talent manager, filmmaker, and fashion industry doyenne Bethann Hardison told The Daily Beast. “But Quentin Tarantino believes in what he’s got and it seems he is not believing anything less.” After repeated attempts to get someone to go on record about the collection, NECA spokesperson Leonardo Saraceni declined to make anyone available, would not comment and referred all queries to the Weinstein Company. No one at the Weinstein Company was available for comment by deadline and no one responded to questions posed.

Saw Django a while ago and liked it blah blah blah. That’s not the story here. The story here is some 13 year old kid in Iowa and his buddy playing with Django Unchained slave dolls using old fake slave voices and saying the n-word over and over. That shit ain’t cool, QT.

You love money — we get that. And these slave action figures are surely going to make money on the controversy alone. But you really, really need to consider how badly you’re hurting one specific group of people: the black friend. There are “black friends” all around this country who are going to have to deal with the awkward torment of a Samuel L. Jackson house slave action figure in his white buddy’s car or the workplace A-bomb of getting a Django action figure for secret santa next Christmas. Shit’s way too much to handle. As someone who has been the “black friend” for the majority of my life, I’m telling you these things have the power to ruin friendships forever.

“You wantsta play Django wit me, mo-reese? I’sa fittin to let you be da house nigg–”
“–Stop. No. Put those away and I’ll pretend this didn’t happen.”