Vazante

This is a slow rolling tsunami of a story that few will be able to fully appreciate, relate to, understand or even want to. It's obviously not for just anybody's senses or general sensibilities who have no relative interest or insights to what colonialism, slavery, suffrage and persecution looked and felt like in that era. Hard to imagine the domination of one human being over another's that's meant to build a pathway for a proper lifestyle to a higher existence while effectively dousing another human being's hope's and dreams of something similar.

This movie is laced with a cluster of nuances, and undercurrents of things unsaid, lost expectations, racism, white man's mentality and child lust. The world is full of wonderment in the eyes of youth, no matter their different circumstances. Yet loss plays a central part in this story from husband to widower and slave owner at the cost of many. You can feel their breath is palpable and inhaling things they can't fully comprehend like disillusionment, disconnectedness, fear, aloneness.

Vazante doesn't shout out at you nor does it whisper of things that can arrive to bend and break you. It's a sad, heartbreakingly provocative story that is still being explored, re-written and acted out badly in various ways everywhere.