By: Arc
I finally got to see Mami Wata in an eight-person-filled cosy lounge at Broadway Cinema in Robin Hood’s village Nottingham. True to its title and mysticism, the movie casts a spell on you. It would be wrong to call this a “movie”, this is not a singular work of art, the Obasis created an exhibition. Prisca (Evelyne Ily, Mon Dieu, I could stare at her all day) is your tour guide as you travel through this magnificent monochromatic museum, exploring emotionally evoking themes with the sound of crashing ocean waves soothing your soul.
Do you remember dissecting The Joys of Motherhood in your Literature in English class (SS1A or B), trying to figure out the layers of meaning behind Buchi Emecheta’s words? This movie is our new literature textbook, we can spend hours decoding it, lifting several meanings, and picking out topics for debate.
