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Monday, 8 June 2020

Crazy World (2014)


Director: Nabwana I.G.G.

Screenplay: Nabwana I.G.G.

Cast: Isaac Newton Kizito as Kido; Kirabo Beatrice as Diana; Nattembo Racheal Monica as Liz; Kayibaare Fausitah as Annet; Lubega Jojo as Frank; Kyazze Phillo as Cute; Mukiibi Alex as Mumpi Awunya Takka (Mr. Big); Kabuye John as Omusawo; Nakabiiri Tisha as Muky. Wo'Musawo; Kasigwa Diana as Maama Diana; Wephukulu Anthony as Taata Kido; Nabaggala Phionah as Maama Liz; Bisaso Dauda as Omulalu; Kagolo Francis as Rasta Frank

Spider-mando!

Note: This film was viewed as part of the virtual film festival We Are One, an admirable project between May 29th and June 7th 2020 where in the midst of the COVID-19 pandemic, major film festivals such as the Toronto International Film Festival here for Crazy World came together to screen films for free internationally on YouTube. Hopefully these films will be easy to locate in the time afterwards. Hopefully this type of festival will also be more common.

Another film from Wakaliwood, home of the greatest action films ever, from a small community of Wakaliga, in Uganda's capital of Kampala, which has become a real life fairy tale, director/founder Nabwana I.G.G. having gotten to this point, with Crazy World premiering at the 2019 Toronto International Film Festival, from nothing. The transition to Crazy World is not as drastic as witnessing how you get from Who Killed Captain Alex (2010), their international smash hit, and Bad Black (2016), two films released on physical media as a double bill as part of the growing interest in Wakaliwood from the American Genre Film Archive. That transition was big, still having to build your prop guns from pipes and wood but progressing from a film that, despite its huge online popularity, only exists in a standard DVD transfer because Nabwana I.G.G. had to delete the original files to make another film on a computer.

Crazy World instead is their shift to the "best children's films", which is hilarious considering how violent this is as usual with its fake blood. With Wakaliwood however, this is not a concern as, in tone, these are films from an impoverished community who found a way to bring everyone together for a positive and ongoing activity, all clearly made with love and with playfulness to the productions. The distinction though, in this tale of the Tiger Mafia (returning from Captain Alex) kidnapping children, is this is the film meant to showcase their child stars, children in the community including I.G.G's. own son Isaac). Looking no older than ten between them, these child stars have learnt martial arts, and whilst they do not have the whole film, the martial arts kicks and level of athleticism they show in context is admirable. Threaded through as another plot line, for contrast, is a man whose son who has been kidnapped who meets a "crazy" man, who lives in a garbage pile and claims to have sat next to Saddam Hussein. That this man is a commando who also had his child kidnapped, and lost his wife who was killed during the kidnapping, it is likely he is sane, only biding his time to catch the perpetrators.

In general, Crazy World is a continuation of action films which are about spectacle, rather than necessarily any fully elaborate tales, but with the knowledge that I.G.G, with each film he makes, always intends that the movies improve, and that the community finds the work hilarious and reveal in this too. It is noticeable, but could easily be missed as I nearly did, that whilst this film has had its premiere in 2019, it is technically a 2014 film, which means that this film has been in gestation for a while and, in comparison to Bad Black which had a more elaborate narrative, feels not as complex in places. That is not necessarily an issue mind. Following a plot where, later on, it is revealed the children are needed for sacrifices, actual blood sacrifices, so to put wards on buildings for a construction company sp they do not fall down, Crazy World is absurd, as is the main villain being a literal Mr. Big, a diminutive man of stature who bosses taller man around with threats to slap them, and does pretend to be a child to escape the police. The film plays to its own sense of being exaggerated and, whilst it does have heroes shooting and beating up the villains, it thankfully does not have any problematic political message within itself.

Instead, however, contextually, even the film's playful nature is a reminder of how these Wakaliwood films originated from an environment of hardship, the paradox of the influence of American action films being a necessary escapism, but slithers of reality still being included. This has varied over the films I have seen and even the promotional video from very dark jokes, such as references to Ebola or open sewer drains, or that this film like Bad Black depict in their own way probably how miserable life could be for children in Uganda, even with a denouncement for the villain referencing that child kidnapping at least in this fabricated version of Uganda exists and is a danger. Even VJ Emmie in his voice over, for all his jokes, chimes in on the message of protecting kids within the context of the film, a message found even in this film's madness.

We should not ignore Emmie, arguably the breakout start of Who Killed Captain Alex as the "video joker" narrator, though he has stepped away from the meaner and darker jokes of that film, at the expense of characters or the references to cannibalism. He has softened instead into a lovable envoy to this world, a cultural detail from Ugandan of film viewing of video hall commentary, of having a narrator translate and improvise over a film, now a trademark for Wakaliwood films. He still references cultural figures when characters get involved in action scenes (usually action heroes, even Hulk Hogan), whilst I will admit delight that he has started slowing down his trademark catchphrase "Movie, movie, movie!" to tease viewers who have come to expect it from him.

Crazy World as a result is entirely playful, a group or personal viewing experience where the enjoyment of the viewing is as much part of the watch. Even when seen themselves without an audience, these films are a giddy experience due to how their DIY energy can intoxicate one with glee. Never making films that are too long, as this is only sixty nine minutes, this film's entire joyfulness as much comes from the experience of a Wakaliwood production as well as the ingenuity and fun onscreen that led to the final results, something which is felt just in terms of the wider fan base that has grown for this little community, be it the international fans to even being commissioned to do a music video for melodic death metal band Heaven Shall Burn.

Beyond this, the Wakaliwood films do raise a light on a more egalitarian view of cinema. Cinema, from the top down, was meant to be held by the most technically accomplished, the most bombastic, or if you view from film critics the most symbolically profound. Cinema has become more complex in how we are to view, when anyone can now make a film, and the goodwill and joy in seeing their work can overcome any technically limitations a viewer may have. I am sure Nabwana I.G.G.is aware he has to work with limitations, just to be able to make a film in his position, whilst he is striving with each production to improve and strengthen his talent roster and skills on each production. The result is that, alongside the entertainment from his work, people such as me also cheer him on because he has managed to pick up a camera and strived on regardless of any obstacles in his way.

The egalitarian attitude to his cinema, as I am part of, is admiration. Baring the guy who lands on a motorbike on the way down for a stunt, everyone is clearly game, everyone is having fun, and the kids in their high kicks above their heads and dexterity will make their parents proud. It is, morally, also contributed more to the world than some "important" films probably have, as it has led to a community being closer, people finding purpose to being part of Wakaliwood, and attention for the Ugandan film industry and the country itself from the world around them. It is, in it is way, a form of spectacle film and one I can get behind, as it is a local production in the truest sense. It also has developed enough international love that Crazy World can refer to the earlier films, referring to actors from before, or even plug a new production planned for the 2021 Cannes Film Festival, a structural tangent that few films would be allowed to indulge in but this one can because it is of its personality.

Likewise, this is the case with the tangents about the "Pirate Hunters", which would be an indulgence that other films could not get away with but here, alongside piracy likely being an issue for these, is part of the fun as well. Beyond one serious moment, where a musician we never see again confront someone in the street selling pirate discs of his work, we have an entire sequence helped by fans around the world where these pirate hunters, punishing people by sending a gas masked wearing figure to get people who watch pirated movies. It is a fun segment, an abrupt and strange tangent involving fans from around the world contributing scenes from their homes, which even allows a director cameo as Nabwana I.G.G. himself is targeted for watching one of his own films.

Undeniably, for me, Crazy World was such an entertaining experience even in mind I had a bias of excitement to see this film. Even in context of when it was shown for We Are One, a virtual film festival set up during May-June 2020 during the COVID-19 pandemic, you see the heart of how Nabwana I.G.G. was happy to show his film for a meaningful festival. He even has tributes to those who have passed at the start of the credits, and the film does wear its heart on its sleeve. For all the mad, sometimes A.D.D edited carnage you will witness, the aspect which has gained Wakaliwood its reputation, steadily growing, is that it is earnest and sweet.  This was seen even in the introduction shown beforehand, where at Wakaliwood itself they had lost a building part of their studio during severe floods, the only surviving wall which they guarded with their lives being their "Hall of Fame", signatures of everyone from around the world who has participated, starred in and/or died onscreen in one of their films.  That concisely, in this community's heart, its determination to keep going, and the kindness, is why many of us are watching their films still.

 

Abstract Spectrum: Delirious/Manic/Self-Referential

Abstract Rating (High/Medium/Low/None): None


Monday, 30 September 2019

Who Killed Captain Alex?/Bad Black (2010/2016)

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Director: Nabwana I.G.G.
Screenplay: Nabwana I.G.G. (Alan Hofmanis for Bad Black)
Cast: (Who Killed Captain Alex?) Kakule William as Captain Alex; Kakule Wilson as Alex; Sserunya Ernest as Richard; G. Puffs as Puffs; Faizat Muhammed as Natasha; Bisaso Dauda as Rock; Nakyambadde Prossy as Ritah

(Bad Black) Nalwanga Gloria as Bad Black; Alan "Ssali" Hofmanis as Doctor Ssali; Bisaso Dauda as Hirigi

Obscurities, Oddities and One-Offs

At the time of this review, Ugandan filmmaker Nabwana I.G.G. would have seen a film in a cinema for the first time in his life, his film Crazy World (recut for 2019) premiering at midnight at the 2019 Toronto Film Festival. Alongside the twitter image of him stood alongside one of my own personal filmmaking heroes, Takashi Miike, it's arguably a fairytale about one man, in a poverty stricken slum named Wakaliga, in Uganda's capital of Kampala, who'd eventually create a studio there called Wakaliwood that not only managed to catch the world on fire with their work, but has even gotten to the point that not only did the studio help the community, as everyone wanted to work with him, but that even the president of Uganda Yoweri Museveni included support for the film industry in his 2016 campaign promises. The best part is that it's by way of making action films, a genre that is usually dismissed, the first apparently costing less than $200 to make and becoming the online sensation called Who Killed Captain Alex?.

Who Killed Captain Alex? was a film I merely viewed as a curiosity when I first saw it. A greater bit of background really however grows the joys of Alex as a film and adds an emotional heft to both a) really cheaply made and wonderfully charming action films, and b) in lieu that I'm not a huge action film fan in the slightest. I've always found, to be honest, that unless I care for the stories or the craft is felt to be done at the best possible, that even action scenes in any film usually lead to me turning off and feeling bored. To which these Ugandan action films have an entire layer of cultural and idiosyncratic aspects, from where they come from and how they were even made, which is the greater wealth for me, alongside the fact that here, you definitely see the hard work to even coordinate these films' action scenes and learn to appreciate them. These aspects would grow on from Alex to Bad Black, Nabwana I.G.G.'s bigger film in which Wakaliwood sincerely has the goal to keep improving and making better films the more I.G.G. and everyone else in Wakaliga make them.

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A poignant detail is knowing I.G.G. grew up during the regime of Idi Amin; how the transition to the violent background to violent films inspired by American action cinema and martial arts cinema might surprise some, but alongside the fact the tone of these films is intentionally more playful, there's inherently a more healthier and complex viewpoint to these films, where some incredible dark jokes are found, not just those Video Joker (V.J.) Emmie's commentary in these films, but the material itself onscreen. Then there's the simple fact they are made by people clearly enjoying themselves, removing all the horrors of real life violence by way of this heightened exaggerated world where men and women are bad assess and the true sign of coolness is when Emmie names you Uganda's equivalent of a legendary action star.

Just trying to make a film with Who Killed Captain Alex? there's a sense of time, sweat and tears having to be spent to create where, even in the current films, the guns were made from carved wood and pieces of metal, with CGI blood splatter or condoms filled with red paint (cow's blood originally until at some point the more sanitary choice wisely chosen), made by an entire community where even the children are being taught martial arts by I.G.G.'s own brother half-brother and star Robert Kizito, who learnt martial arts originally by finding Chinese martial arts magazines on the market and recreating the moves self-taught.

There's even an American in said community, as after only seeing a second of Alex's trailer, Alan "Ssali" Hofmanis shipped himself from Manhattan to live in Wakaliga and has brought his own knowledge to help with this community whilst playing anyone from "America's Jean-Claude Van Damme" or Jesus Christ in a Christian music video. That's not even daring to forget a certain distinction for these films, VJ Emmie, whose style of providing humorous quipping over films he informs the viewer over his track for Alex is custom to Ugandan film watching; he not only adds a lightness to the material but eventually he became such a distinct part of these films Nabwana I.G.G. started building his films entirely around Emmie quipping one-liners over them as part of the final cut.

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The sense of catharsis for these films is palpable especially with this background context, especially as in knowledge that Wakaliga was a slum, suffering from poverty, which has found a hub for everyone to collaborate on and bring an industry to the area. And that's not something, the word "slum", to bandy about glibly either; Who Killed Captain Alex>, when I had more precise subtitles to view it with alongside Emmie's English VJ commentary, openly brings up jokes about the story, where the military are trying to take out the villainous Tiger Mafia, in a farcical nature whilst particularly with Emmie having a lot of morbid humour that is to be found in Bad Black too. In general even the studio in its advertising and promotional image plays off this corpse black humour; in any other context jokes about cannibalism and Ebola would be offensive, but when black Ugandans are making these jokes, it not only reveals a healthy world view of dealing with subjects, as long as expose how naive Westerners are in how this community doesn't bat an eyelid to making violent action films, but they keep promising and making films about them, at one point I.G.G. even wanting to make a film where Baraka Obama visits Uganda and gets kidnapped by cannibals1.

It's clear everyone who contributes to Wakaliwood has no issues finding humour in this material. They are as happy to even make light of the bleaker things in life, jokes in the script and Emmie between both films about streams being where human waste also goes in, or just revelling in some of the absurdities of the plots themselves, like Emmie mocking the main villain in Alex loving his brother when he's taken captive by the heroes.

Emmie just by himself, once you get used to him, is a key virtue to these films; whilst Who Killed Captain Alex? without his VJ commentary is interesting, it's not surprising the American Genre Film Archive release of these two films in 2019 has Bad Black with only Emmie talking over it, as its clear the joker's as much the texture and fun of the films as what's onscreen. Alex in particular is at times a ridiculous film, in lieu to its history as the first of these films to exist, and it's clear that with absolutely love for what they made, everyone's still in good humour about a film which has a lot of quirks. Where they managed to still have a green screen helicopter sequence, with a helicopter so digitally created its part of the charm, or the bizarre use of a panpipe instrumental cover of Kiss from the Rose by Seal used that leads to one of Emmie's funniest improvisations alongside calling giant birds in one scene "dinosaurs". The action when it transpires is utter chaos, a mess of quick editing at times and CGI exploding buildings, but in lieu to its budget its admirable, and thankfully with both Alex and Bad Black the director-writer learnt the virtue that his films shouldn't be too long, Alex just over an hour and Bad Black less than eighty minutes.

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And Alex in particular has to be held higher as it comes from a community where, especially back then, Nabwana I.G.G. had to learn how to build his own computers to create those CGI effects and put the film together, in a community where even the reliability of electricity could be erratic. Notably, tragically, the film is technically "lost", the only surviving backup a standard DVD version as he had to delete and sacrifice the original materials to even make another film, something the opening text is adamant to point out. Also if anything, with the aforementioned involvement of Robert Kizito, the martial arts in context of this film are actually incredible to see, particularly from Kizito as the brother who is out for revenge for the death of his brother, the titular Captain Alex, where even with the speeded up footage it's a surprise to witness this far back in Wakaliwood' history.  
Watched without Emmie, Alex does lose a bit, and it says a great deal as mentioned the later films were made around him, the VJ contributing a lot of great moments like Kizito being dubbed Uganda's Bruce Lee, "Bruce U", or how the stand out character from Bad Black, a young boy playing a super strong assistant to Hofmanis' as an American doctor, is dubbed by Emmie "Wesley Snipes".

Move to 2016 with Bad Black, I.G.G became more ambitious as his international recognition grew, acknowledged in how this feels like a shift up in trying to improve the filmmaking and technical craft. There's also a jump in ambition in the storytelling, which does lunge from plot point to plot point with some crudeness, but the widening scale is found in how, even if there's no attempt to differentiate them, the plot even exists in multiple time scales which aren't always in chronological order in the slightest on purpose. A use of fast forward abruptly also shows a promising side of visual humour, and the brief segment of "Uganda's first Women-In-Prison Movie" does also reveal the highlight of a female prisoner Emmie starts calling Godzilla, rightly so as she batters anything that moves. There's even a passage that is played entirely seriously, with Emmie not making any jokes in the slightest, in which our titular anti-heroine as a child is stuck under abusive adults who force homeless children to beg on the streets, causing one to see that even a film like this meant to be fun is going out of its way to still drawn from real life issues for a community.

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is still a romp mind, progressive further in production with superimposed model cars for car crashes, alongside an actual car chase for a brief moment which (involving green screen) even includes a child actor having a stunt scene. At this point, already mentioned, Hofmanis was part of the community at this point, thus leading to the best aspect of the whole of Bad Black between him and the young boy, part of Wakaliwood's child star system, dubbed Wesley Snipes in which the later has to whip the adult into shape to live up to his family's history of being commandos. It says a lot, to my sense of humour and how Nabwana I.G.G. knows innately to play to the audience, in which filming a scene of Hofmanis trying to martial arts kick cabbages into pieces besides cows, he keeps the shot in immediately after one kick of one of those cows eating the remains.  

In terms of no budget, micro budget cinema, these pair make a potentially big cultural mark in how, as regional world cinema, this community have jumped out in terms of a movement of Ugandan cinema where, whilst there are films made there, these films will probably be the most well known and are actually having a beneficial influence on said locale were poverty is a huge issue. The fact a president promises to financially assist the film industry as a result of Wakaliwood in his election campaign is utterly alien to Western cinema, where outsiders are pushed out by huge conglomerates or Hollywood.

Honestly, the only bad aspect to the entire pair is that in Alex, because the subtitles are clearer, you have a character using the term "faggot" at least in the translation of Swahili dialogue, which is a shame and also completely out of tone with what Nabwana I.G.G.'s cinema is. Whilst it's gory and absurd, it'd be a terrible experience for I.G.G.'s films if he ever made anything nasty, particularly when Alex ends with a sung tribute to grandmothers and has a wholesome air of accomplishment. The one bad moment, merely a second, is utterly against the goodwill and wholesomeness that Nabwana I.G.G.'s films and Wakaliwood's materials suggest, and thankfully, that's the only thing between the films that sticks out. Even the sex jokes, where you learn that "beat the rat" is apparently Ugandan slang of sleeping together, feel tonally appropriate; even Emmie dubbing over a torture scene of a female character, one of Richard's brides in a flashback, of her having being caught watching Nollywood films has an appropriate streak of twisted humour that's humorous than tasteless.

The pair together was utterly enjoyment as you might have gathered, Who Killed Captain Alex? in particular having grown in terms of being a micro-budget cult film which went from just being a fascinating oddity but something truly admirable, any flaws taken in account to how difficult it would've been to just make the film from nothing. Together the films perfectly encapsulate that dream that anyone and everyone can make a film if they have a film camera that will enrapture people, here actually happening for real and managing, through the hard work Wakaliwood did, to put Nabwana I.G.G. and everyone in his community on the map. Hence, I.G.G. got to go to the Toronto International Film Festival in 2019 and might rise even further up the more ambitious and determined he is.

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