Summary
A solitary strip of nitrate flecked with ochre dust flickers into life: a rose, crimson as the bruised Rhodesian soil, is passed between white prospector Ralph Kimpton and Prince Yumi, heir to a lineage older than the granite domes of Inyanga. The blossom becomes contraband, talisman, ransom, mirror. Around it, Edna Flugrath’s missionary trembles on the precipice of apostasy, Chief Kentani’s court adjudicates justice beneath a jacaranda whose petals drift like amethyst snow, and the camera—operated by Harold M. Shaw with the reverence of an archaeologist—records the collision of Victorian moral absolutes and the polyphonic cosmologies of the amaNdebele. Gold-seekers dynamite sacred shafts, a child is abducted across the Limpopo, drums answer hymnody, and every intertitle crackles with the tension of untranslatable tongues. When the rose finally wilts in the fist of a dying colonial constable, its petals scatter into the auditorium like confetti from an unfinished wedding between empire and earth, leaving only the silence of a continent learning to speak cinema in its own voice.
Synopsis
One of the few surviving works of African silent cinema. Adventures and sentimental melodrama with an interesting framework of race relations and culture shock. Also starring local personalities such as Chief Kentani and Prince Yumi.
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