
The value of a people and their social structure
Djibril Diop Mambéty’s film “Touki Bouki” is an excellent example of how the contemporary can be read through the (re)construction of myths and narratives from a collective memory.
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Paul Milchik is a pseudonym for the author of this piece. His name has been changed due to his status as an international student in the US during the second Trump administration, in a context where foreign students have been targeted for detention and deportation as a result of expressing pro-Palestinian views.

Djibril Diop Mambéty’s film “Touki Bouki” is an excellent example of how the contemporary can be read through the (re)construction of myths and narratives from a collective memory.

One of the striking facts of Nabil Ayouch’s film is that Israelis love the land and the Palestinians love it too.




Makode Linde calls his approach Afromantics: it use the blackface to show the connection between stereotypes, part of the same system of oppression.

A BBC reporter visits the old fields of southeast Nigeria, the site of massive exploitation by Shell Oil–in a helicopter provided by Shell.

Senegal’s scandal: Thousands of local boys or trafficked from neighboring countries (known as talibés) are forced into begging by religious teachers.

Younger generations of artists, many immigrants of African origin, are reconfiguring the arts in France on their own terms.



Both of the front-runners, incumbent Nicolas Sarkozy and Socialist François Hollande, have run against FrançAfrique. Easier said than done.

Images of Ethiopia by Indian photographer Mahesh Shantaram

Pulitzer awarded Gettleman $10,000 for “his vivid reports, often at personal peril, on famine and conflict in East Africa.”

When the Financial Times commits an entire article to topics Angolan, it fills my Google news alert for a week.

Abderrahmane Sissako’s oblique suggestion of what a ‘socialist friendship’ might be in his first film, “October” (1993) set in a then-declining Soviet Union.

Ousmane Sembene’s “Xala” (1974) is a powerful political narrative. At times edging toward the surreal, at others an acute depiction of the complexity of the freshly independent Senegal.

We mean the kind of bad that comes from being caught in a Beckettian loop of either saying nothing at all or having nothing to say.

It’s a brilliant staging of structural racism and post-colonial existence by the artist Makode Linde.