Despite its occasionally heavy-handed humor and sometimes meandering storyline, this remains a disturbing account of post-colonial Africa that can be genuinely hard to witness at times. The film begins with the British departure from Tanganyika and then traces how local people tried to live up to the hope of “uhuru.” This proved to be far from simple, as old tribal conflicts, previously kept in check by limited law enforcement, erupted into acts of revenge portrayed with unflinching brutality. No living thing was spared retribution, and many politicians who made grand promises were soon buried, quite literally. The narration itself isn't particularly insightful or reliable; it shifts between disdain for the European presence and a reluctant acknowledgment of some of their administrative talents—their policing capabilities and their ability to control poaching activities. It doesn’t shy away from depicting the atrocities committed by big game hunters who routinely slaughtered animals with powerful rifles and even helicopters. As time goes on, the film illustrates how traditional ways of life evolved into more modern ones, showing early signs of liberation for women, although not universally, and demonstrating how increased education improved lives for many. It also examines some of the contradictions present in a continent where people who were “white” for three or four generations could still be regarded as outsiders by those moving south—a situation that hadn't previously existed. The film raises questions without attempting to provide answers, and it is often unsettling. This is a troubled land filled with death, driven men, and vast natural resources capable of corrupting even the most well-intentioned individuals; despite its flaws, it’s worth seeing.

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