Anyone who knows me, really knows me, knows that there are a few fundamental things that make me very, very happy. One is Africa (I use “English Patient” as an adjective for all things good). Another is a truly genuine love story (I can find the love story in any scenario). Another is a film that has a visceral reaction, the kind that leaves you feeling like you were actually there – you can feel the air, smell the grass, and so on… and last but not least, I love anything to do with a “vignette.”
Today I stumbled on something kind of magical – it is all of these things – “Sleepwalking in the Rift: A Series of Vignettes by Cary Fukunaga.”
A series of vignettes sharing an East African love story. “Cary traveled to Africa. no script, no preconceptions.They shot for three days straight, improvising and rehearsing on the spot and reacting to the changing landscape there and then” (Emma Lightfoot).
Beautiful, visceral, and extremely well done. Give yourself 30+- minutes and watch it as big as possible.