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Why Language Choice is Crucial in a Film's Success: The Power of Cultural Authenticity

"Bloody Indians. Can't you read English?" The British soldier's sneer hangs in the air like the smell of gunpowder. "I can read English," Manikarnika (later known as Rani Lakshmibai) replies, her voice steady as a drawn sword. "It's a mere language. Just words. Words without culture have no meaning." This fictional exchange from Manikarnika: The Queen of Jhansi (2019) encapsulates a fundamental truth about storytelling: language is not just a communication tool—it's the bloodstream of culture. When filmmakers sever this vital connection, their creations become lifeless puppets, moving mechanically through plots but never breathing authenticity. The Language-Culture Symbiosis Language is culture made audible. The two are as inseparable as: The nyatiti from Luo storytelling The taarab from Swahili coastal life The dhol beats from Punjabi weddings This symbiosis explains why Kenyan films shot in English—like surgical transplants from foreign...

Bajirao Mastani: Against All Odds

  The greatest commandment of all is love. Nothing reminds us better of this saying than  Bajirao Mastani , a tragic film that shows how only a few people genuinely love.  Our dreams make us develop pride and ego. Then pride and ego make us hateful. Thus, to love others, we must sacrifice our dreams.  Bajirao Mastani  demonstrates this point well. Plot Bajirao inherits the title of the Prime Minister of the Maratha Kingdom after his father's death. He brings success to the Kingdom in the next few years by conquering nearly half of India. He embarks on military duty to the South, where he meets Mastani, a beautiful princess of the Kingdom of Bundelkhand. Mastani wants him to help her father fight invaders that have come to conquer Bundelkhand. Bajirao is impressed by Mastani’s fighting prowess when she enters his tent, downing several soldiers. He agrees to help her save her home. After the victory against Bundelkhand invaders, Bajirao stays for a few days in the...

Play Football Manager

                  It is so surprising that some people do not have hobbies, yet many available activities exist. Is the economic situation so tight that people must work hard to make ends meet, leaving little time for fun and leisure? Despite these challenging circumstances, people still need time to enjoy their lives. After all, we are all in pursuit of happiness.  There is no better way to have fun than playing  Football Manager . If you are the hobbyless type, Football Manager will be your hobby. If you are the ever-busy type, you will have time to be a Football Manager. This  game  offers a deep foray into the management profession, not just football management, but overall management. As a manager, you are in charge of a football club. Your responsibility is to drive the football club to success. You have to make the football club profitable. Your success is hugely tied to the on-field game, which is the main product ...

Certificates of Doom: Read It

The African continent faces numerous challenges. It is evident in the high level of human trafficking, poverty, wars, and xenophobic attacks. News channels are filled with painful narratives of how thousands of Africans risk their lives to cross the Mediterranean to Europe on rickety boats and ships that often capsize and drown. They pass through unsafe Libya, a country ravaged by a war that should not have occurred in the first place. The story of the African man remains sad and painful, despite several years of independence and self-governance. There is no better place to get a full view of such a story than the novel  Certificates of Doom  by David Onjala.    Certificates of Doom  traces the hopeless life of a young African man named Kepha. Kepha works at Aviation, a middle-level college, as a tutor. The work environment of the college is exploitative and autocratic. Employees work several hours, yet the pay is less than that of unskilled workers.  ...

Hope Springs: So Watchable

  Recently, I was having a conversation with a friend about her marriage. She told me she had been married for 20 years but wanted out. I tried to talk her back into her marriage, but she seemed adamant. It was hard to fathom that a marriage that had lasted for 20 years could experience great turmoil and get to the brink of collapse.  Then I came across this 2012 movie titled " Hope Springs ." The film is about a couple, Arnold and Kay Soames. They have been married for 37 years and are now on the brink of collapse.   The thing that glues me to the movie is that this couple has been married for 37 years, yet their marriage still faces turmoil, just like newlyweds in their second year. If my friend's 20 years of marriage felt like forever, what about 37 years?   Plot   Kay and Arnold are two nesters. Since their youngest child went to college, they have slept in separate rooms. It is over five years since they last made love. Kay is unhappy primarily with th...

"Xenophobia" in "South Africa", Really?

Mahatma Gandhi once said that the only language the poor people understand is bread and butter. He was right with this observation. Poverty limits people’s thinking and endurance and makes them susceptible to manipulation and misguidance. That is why the African continent remains colonized even today. We are peasants. Imperialists know this fact and use it to make us eat our people. They know that the only language we understand is bread and butter. A few years ago, colonialists conquered our lands and stirred divisions among us. They separated relatives and friends. They created boundaries in a continent that people traversed with ease. That's why a Luo in Kenya calls himself a Kenyan while a Luo in Uganda calls himself a Ugandan. A Tutsi in Burundi calls himself Burundian, while a Tutsi in Rwanda calls himself Rwandese. There are Zulus and other similar tribes spread across southern Africa, yet they call themselves South Africans, Zambians, Zimbabweans, Malawians and much more. U...

A Letter to My Brothers

Dear brothers, When you read this letter, I am already in Addis Ababa. Do not worry about me. I am fine and settling down well. I am in a new, focused country with an energetic leader who dares even the Pharaohs over the Nile waters. I am already in the arms of my empathetic lover, Edel, and her beautiful daughter, Beli, eager and ready to start a new life. I am in the country of Menelik II, the most outstanding African emperor who defeated the feared dictator and fascist Mussolini and his Italian armies on our sacred African soil at Adowa. I am in the nation of Gabrielle Selassie, the long-distance track legend. I am in the land of Ras Tafari MacKinnon, the prince and founder of the Ras Tafari religion. Being here reminds me of reggae music; that line, "the system does not cater for me." That is why I have left you, my dear brothers. That is why I have left my beloved daughter Emily back home. I cannot say that about her mother. She deserves my abandonment. It is good I have...