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Review: Ousmane Sembene and Thierno Faty Sow’s Camp de Thiaroye on New Yorker DVD

A key postcolonial work of remembrance from Africa’s father of film gets proper dissemination.

2.5

Camp de Thiaroye

“We are African. We are men” is the rallying cry and epitaph of the heroes of Camp de Thiaroye, Ousmane Sembène’s historical drama of Senegalese infantry soldiers who in 1944, fresh from fighting for the French in Europe and North Africa, were massacred by their colonial masters after being denied just payment for their service. In the oeuvre of Sembène, the largest figure in the relatively short history of African filmmaking, it is perhaps the work that modulates his passions most evenly: the angry humor of Xala married to the tragic howl of Black Girl. (His credited collaborator on the writing and direction, Thierno Faty Sow, appears to have been thrust upon him by producers for amorphous reasons; the project’s origin, and likely its dominant vision, came from Sembène.)

The infantrymen who stop at the “transit camp” of Thiaroye before presumably returning to their native villages were cast (as was Sembène’s habit) largely with nonprofessionals, fortifying their function as a sort of collective protagonist. But the story’s fulcrum is Sergeant Diatta (Ibrahima Sane), a law student capable of impressing bigoted French officers with his taste for “great” (i.e., Western) music and literature, who is slowly revealed as not a go-along dupe but a worldly, quiet leader who reaches his point of rebellion. (His photo of the French wife and biracial daughter who wait for him in Paris earns him the enmity of both family—Diatta’s parents were killed in a Vichy atrocity at the war’s start—and military thugs who rifle through his room.) The sergeant’s beating and arrest at the hands of a black American MP, one of the film’s organic ironies, precipitates the infantry’s semi-farcical kidnapping of a white American grunt in retaliation. As Diatta grows increasingly and frankly sour at the trying conditions and protracted stay at Thiaroye, confiding in his unit’s sympathetic white CO, the imperial French brass replace the infantry’s smart American-supplied uniforms with traditionally retrograde garb, and then fatefully try to extort the troops’ francs for colonial currency at an extortionist’s rate.

Sembène never descends into the one-note shrillness of Spike Lee at his worst. Even potentially heavy-handed characters and situations are imbued with too much pain and terror to be trapped by symbolism. The mute infantryman Pays (Sijiri Bakaba) has been traumatized by his detention in a Nazi camp; fearfully running his hands along Thiaroye’s wire fence, a brother-in-arms naïvely assures him of their safety on African soil. Fearfully watchful from under his souvenir SS helmet, Pays issues a climactic warning to his brothers of a “German” attack that, along with a recurring harmonica-blown “Lili Marleen” on the soundtrack, asserts equivalence between fascists and the supremacist French executioners. Camp de Thiaroye is bookended by scenes of one Senegalese force deplaning, the other departing for war; only their destinations and mode of death at the hands of Europeans may differ.

Image/Sound

Sembène’s self-described folkloric narrative style and its often utilitarian visuals are well served by the likely maximal transfer. While the lighting can look brutally flat in scenes in the infantrymen’s camp huts, the tones of the sub-Saharan exteriors, from gnarled baobab trees to a Dakar brothel, often shimmer. The sound mix, mono as in theatrical release, is crisp.

Extras

Only a 20-minute interview with actor Danny Glover, a friend who supplied financial assistance to Sembène’s career capper Moolaadé, is featured. Despite the relevance of Glover’s comments on the filmmaker’s efforts, in Camp de Thiaroye and other works, to dramatize personal transformations as microcosms of societal change, the lack of any other voices to contextualize and analyze Sembène’s art points to the persistent status of Africa as a stepchild where cinema scholarship is concerned.

Overall

A key postcolonial work of remembrance from Africa’s father of film gets proper dissemination.

Cast: Ibrahima Sane, Mohamed Camara, Sijiri Bakaba, Ismaila Cisse, Pierre Orma, Jean-Daniel Simon Director: Ousmane Sembène, Thierno Faty Sow Screenwriter: Ousmane Sembène, Thierno Faty Sow Distributor: New Yorker Video Running Time: 152 min Rating: NR Year: 1987 Release Date: November 11, 2008 Buy: Video

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