The word "Kafkaesque" gets thrown around way too much, but this story, about an Angolan construction worker suddenly arrested by the secret police for some low-level organizing activity, and how his wife and friends work to find him and try to spring him, certainly feels like it’s going to go dark and stay dark.
But even in the bleakest moments of this startlingly well-made film, Sarah Maldoror plants tiny nuggets of hope. All the police have is brute force. They don’t have knowledge on their side, they don’t have the numbers, they don’t have the well-being of the society they pretend to protect. They can kill a person, but they can’t kill everyone, and they sure as hell can’t kill an idea.
The price of the struggle is high, but it’s less than the cost of giving up.
The word "Kafkaesque" gets thrown around way too much, but this story, about an Angolan construction worker suddenly arrested by the secret police for some low-level organizing activity, and how his wife and friends work to find him and try to spring him, certainly feels like it’s going to go dark and stay dark.
But even in the bleakest moments of this startlingly well-made film, Sarah Maldoror plants tiny nuggets of hope. All the police have is brute force. They don’t have knowledge on their side, they don’t have the numbers, they don’t have the well-being of the society they pretend to protect. They can kill a person, but they can’t kill everyone, and they sure as hell can’t kill an idea.
The price of the struggle is high, but it’s less than the cost of giving up.