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I vaguely remembered The Gods Must Be Crazy. It utilized to being fun, It was 1 of those movies I saw aggregate times arsenic a kid. If you had a “deck” (video player) and you were Kenyan, TGMBC was decidedly portion of your movie postulation pre-2008, on with a clump of Nollywood classics and Bruce Lee movies.
A mates of weeks ago, I was baked and thought i’d ticker thing aged . I was feeling a small nostalgic, and The Gods Must Be Crazy popped into my caput but Fifteen minutes in, it conscionable wasn’t the same. Everything felt off. It honestly fucked with me,
knowing what I cognize present astir however the South African !Kung San were portrayed, and however the movie wholly ignores apartheid and the racist realities of that time. It didn’t consciousness right, and I switched it aft a bit.
Does anyone other relate? Or consciousness similar this? That weird struggle betwixt puerility nostalgia and consciousness now?
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