Kenyan movie about a tomboy girl who falls in love with another girl from her town, but their love becomes a problem not only because their fathers are opposing politicians, but because the lives of homosexuals and lesbians are not safe. The film is a bit basic and amateurish, but it does shine a light on how much of a thing homophobia still is in Africa, further evidenced by the fact the Kenyan government originally banned the movie for promoting homosexuality which is against the law.
If there's one film this IFFR that I absolutely believe the entire Coli should see, it's this one right here.
Because what used to be the biggest surprise at IFFR for me every year is really no longer a surprise, and that's the representation of glorious Philipinne cinema. And
Dog Days may very well be the Philippine version of Killa Season, the ultimate pan-Asian hood movie. The plot? To prevent her new-born son, the half-black and aptly named Michael Jordan Ulili, from growing up poor, a mother sacrifices herself in a blood ritual to give him unparraleled basketball skills so he can become a professional basketball player in America. But MJ Ulili suffers from a bad knee and is held back by his coach because the coach's son is the desired star of the team. The coach and son are also entitled racists and the situation escalates in a one-on-one basketball match (not even 30 minutes in the movie), witnessed by an American NBA scouting coach (or the only old white man they could put in a suit considering the prison tattoos on his knuckles).
The one-on-one match is full of the most insane shyt-talking you'll ever see and at some point while the coach is telling his son to target MJ's bad leg, MJ throws the ball and it bounces of the son's face into the coach's face. I have no idea how they shot that but it's fukking hilarious, especially because the supposed NBA scout is deeply impressed by this highly unprofessional game of basketball! It's just fukking incredible how little fukks the movie gives, and again, that's one quarter into the movie. It should also be noted that the guy playing MJ Ulili in no way looks in shape enough to last even five minutes in an intense basketball game, but it might be intentional because he's supposed to be supernaturally good. Either way it's impossible to describe seeing him shyt on everyone with B-cup titties while they throw racist slurs at him because they can't handle his greatness.
After winning the match his knee injury gets worse and his girl gets pregnant, and to pay for the surgery and them living together before he can go to the US, he starts dealing meth. And of course, starts using it too, causing a downwards spiral where one is left to wonder if (super)natural talent can be enough to overcome the adversities of life. Along the way tons of fukkery and absurdist shyt happen (I didn't even mention the crazy-ass aunt who is absolutely fukking hilarious) and you're left wondering what the fukk you just watched, but one thing is for certain, it is fukking entertainment and below trailer should say it all.