A South-African preacher goes to search for his wayward son who has committed a crime in the big city.
Intense
drama about guilt and forgiveness, wonderfully photographed in South
African landscapes and with an admirable performance by James Earl
Jones, but the sententiousness of the dialogues are hard to get used to.
Maltin***: "Heartrending story chronicles
racial divisiveness (and its roots) in South Africa without resorting to
preachiness."
I'm an American living in Regensburg, Bavaria. Born in Munich I spent my first 10 years in Kirkwood, Mo. 1971 we moved to where I am now. Finished German school in 1981, afterwards studied philosophy and German literature and languages. 1982 I joined the management of the local film club's cinema Filmgalerie, and from 1991-2001 I co-owned an own arthouse cinema STALI (Stadtamhofer Lichtspiele). In between I also was partner of the cinema and music bookstore Angry Red Planet for a few years. In the 80s I co-founded the local industrial band and performance art group Lyssa humana that officially still exists, but currently doesn't perform (last time was for our retrospective exhibition in 2010) at the Kunstverein Graz. I was also member of the shortlived noise rock band Hammersmith. Since 2001 I work for the customer service of a large American online company.
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