A postapoc­a­lyp­tic Ethiopian dream

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sports icons from our era are now wor­shipped like deities – a Michael Jack­son vinyl is de­scribed as “third cen­tury, pop­u­lar among the Mole­gan war­riors to in­stil courage on the bat­tle­field”.

Like many peo­ple, I hate watch­ing movies I don’t un­der­stand. The con­stant hu­man urge to fig­ure it all out be­comes frus­trat­ing and over­pow­er­ing, and un­less the film evokes some deep emo­tion in me, I stop watch­ing.

But with Crumbs, the state of not un­der­stand­ing the frag­mented plot be­comes bliss­ful. The movie’s fluid, down-tempo sur­re­al­ism is al­most ther­a­peu­tic and I sat con­tent­edly view­ing the strange im­ages and di­a­logue in front of me.

Llansó has a won­der­ful eye for beau­ti­ful shots, and the fact that the movie takes place in the lush, des­o­late and colour-sat­u­rated wilder­ness of Ethiopia makes it vis­ually rich. Then of course, there is his use of stark, non­sen­si­cal im­agery to ar­rest the eye.

The scene where Candy meets Santa Claus will prob­a­bly stay with me for­ever. Santa is a bel­liger­ent old man who ac­cuses Candy of wear­ing a Nazi sym­bol on his chest (it’s ac­tu­ally the Su­per­man logo) and then uses a chil­dren’s tri­cy­cle to hit him with.

As I said, it doesn’t al­ways make sense, but it’s won­der­ful to watch.

If you feel like ex­pe­ri­enc­ing an evoca­tive, deeply unique piece of film mak­ing, watch Crumbs. It’s a movie you will never for­get.

Catch Crumbs at the Dur­ban In­ter­na­tional Film Fes­ti­val tonight at the Sun­coast Casino at 7.30pm or on July 26 at

Ster-Kinekor Mus­grave at 1.15pm

BAD SANTA The jar­ring im­agery in Crumbs makes this film a vis­ual feast

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