Summary
A sun-bleached savanna becomes the stage for a blood-oath saga in which Leonard J. Vandenbergh’s nameless tracker, half-poet, half-vengeance ghost, stalks a rogue pride that has turned maneater. The lions are not mere beasts but walking totems of colonial guilt; every pawprint is a signature on a treaty broken long ago. Vandenbergh moves like a rumor, his silhouette stitched against the copper sky, trading bullets for whispered folktales around dying fires. Along the trail he collects the wounded: a missionary who has misplaced his god, a child bride who has outlived three husbands, and a cartographer whose maps erase the very villages they swallow. Together they form a caravan of the dispossessed, marching toward a final dusk where hunter and hunted must swap skins. When the alpha male—an obsidian-maned leviathan—locks eyes with the tracker across a dry riverbed, the film suspends time: two sovereigns acknowledging the mirage of dominion. What follows is not a battle but a bitter coronation; the rifle falls silent, the lions dissolve into the tall grass, and the survivor staggers away crowned by scorching wind instead of glory.
Synopsis
Director
Leonard J. Vandenbergh
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