Sometime back, I read IMeMy about this movie. I hadn’t watched it then.
Now I have.
I am not a literary character. So I’ll look at the movie with a different perspective. I will try to relate it with reality.
The intention behind making this movie seemed noble. It has drawn the dreary picture with expertise. It leaves the viewer dolorous. It pushed the issue of Sierra Leon into some unwilling heads.
However, it has it’s flaws.
First, it has not risen above the `white man’s burden‘ mentality. The black people are merely pawns in somebody else’s game.
The evil and the good, those who actually are playing the game, are white men. White businessmen are supplying the rebels with arms. Then they deploy mercenaries to keep the rebels in check. Ensuring a huge ransom from the government in the meantime, of course.
The hero, again, is a white man. The woman who could inspire him was, nothing you get for guessing it right, is again a white woman.
The blacks in the movies are sheep. They do not understand, they can not tell. The only black man shown up close- is a honest, simple, unthinking large man. You know the stereotype.
They need white men to protect and rule them.