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THE GODS MUST BE CRAZY
This begins with that wonderfully soothing, oh-so-BBC narration of the idyllic lifestyle of the Kalahari Bushmen. Their simplicity, their lack of avariciousness, their contentment - their fantastic, isolated contentment.
Part quasi-documentary, part farce, part philosophical treatise, this is still a unique little cinematic treasure. The splendid isolation of the Bushmen's life is radically interrupted when a light plane flies over their contented settlement. The pilot casually flicks an empty Coke bottle out of his window which spins elaborately to earth. For the Bushmen, this artefact is a revelation. Harder than any substance they've ever encountered before, and eminently more useful, the Kalahari natives have a whirlwind private industrial revolution as they discover the myriad uses for this miraculous and mysterious object. Surely it must be a gift from the gods. However, the gods - as every culture knows - are capricious beings, and the playthings of gods can frequently become devils' bargains. This magical artefact is remarkable and desirable, but it breeds dissent and disharmony amongst the tribe, introducing greed and violence to their previously innocent world. When quarrels over the divine icon lead to bloodshed, Xixo, played by the impossibly named N!xau, decides that, for all its preciousness, this powerful object must be returned to its owners. He must go to the edge of the world to return it to the gods.
Meanwhile, in bustling Jo'berg, one disgruntled journalist, Kate Thompson (Sandra Prinsloo) decides that the antidote to her disgruntlement with the rat race is to accept a teaching post in a remote Botswana school. When the Reverend (none other than writer, director, and editor Jamie Uys), who was charged with her transportation finds his vehicle inferior to the challenge, he implores his friend, the brilliant scientist Andrew Steyn (Marius Weyers) to abandon his elephant dung analyses to rescue the damsel and whisk her to her posting.
There are just a couple of problems with this plan. First - the only vehicle available for this mission of mercy has a few minor deficiencies like no brakes, a lack of hinged doors and no reliable starter motor. If it starts, it'd better not stop again, as there's virtually no hope of reignition. Further, Steyn, who is remarkably capable and intelligent when in the field, is an absolute moron when confronted by ladies; with the problem exponentially compounded according to the particular lady's beauty. Thompson is of course very beautiful. Oh, yes - and there's also the minor problem of a band of bandits enacting random acts of terrorism, hiding out in the bush and on a collision course with all of our heroes.
THE GODS MUST BE CRAZY II
Xixo (N!xau) is back, still hunting and enjoying his peaceful existence. His two young children, Xisa (Nadies) and Xiri (Eiros) beg him to take them hunting with him. Their curiosity gets the better of them, and they find themselves in the back of a poacher's van, which speeds them ever further away from their desperate father.
In the meantime, New York Doctor of Law, Ann Taylor (Lena Farugia), has been whisked to South Africa to deliver a conference at a seminar. She is charmed by bush pilot Jack (Richard Loring) to take a brisk aerial safari in a dinky little two seater plane. Their destination is to meet up with veterinary doctor, Stephen Marshall (Hans Strydom), and provide him with some supplies. However, when they catch up with the doctor, he is informed that his ministry of a sick animal is required at base, so the 2 doctors take to the skies. Bad weather and lack of whiskey (I'll leave you to see the film for an explanation of that) see their plane land in the crest of a baobab tree and the New York Doctor gets an up close and personal introduction to African landscapes and wildlife.
Meanwhile, a soldier and a Cuban rebel find themselves in an arresting stalemate - although what a Cuban rebel is doing in South Africa is anyone's guess. In the style of version one, these disparate groups are all on a collision course with each other in another slapstick feast.
JOURNEY TO NYAE NYAE
BARAKA SCHOOL PICTURES
BUSTER REYNOLDS REMEMBERS JAMIE UYS