Okay, (still catching up here from last time), speaking of watching movies in Uganda, which we were recently with this latest Joseph Fiennes movie, I can report two other things. One relates to the new, (sort of new in Uganda, anyway), Star Wars movie.
One is that, similarly to our movie experience in Yemen, around here you can easily get over-the-shoulder shot DVDs, often from Malaysia, of mixed quality for purchase on the street.
It’s not unheard of to get a single movie for the equivalent of a dollar or less, and, sure, if it works (which it does most of the time), bonus.
(And since there are limited other options in such developing nations, nobody need get too up tight about copyright infringement and all that, issues that are, for sure, more relevant (and binding) in the richer world.
The other note is that you also find, relatively easily, and cheaply, movie posters. You just catch a show at a local theatre (sometimes you’ll have the entire theatre to yourself) and on the way out, ask if you can have the promo poster.
In our home, in fact, we have one such poster from My Babe’s and my first movie experience in Uganda, a German film, and Academy Award winner (Best Foreign Film) called Nowhere in Africa.
It’s about a Jewish lawyer in Germany who, sensing Hitler’s storm clouds, moves his young family to Kenya in the 1930s. It’s been in our home – along with a gaggle of posters from other movies (retrieved from my former newsroom, but that’s another story) – ever since.
Most recently, though, I scored a major heist by getting an addition to the collection, a poster from the latest Star Wars movie.
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Not only this, but we – My Babe, the kids and me – took the time to watch all three old Star Wars flicks, the first from when I was my daughter’s age, on our living room wall.
Evidently, the kids learned something of it all.
Especially Liz.
“No, Dad, really,” Liz insisted to me with sincerity shortly after our old Star Wars movie marathon. “Jon has always had the dark side in him.”
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(Jon would say there’s more, though, that, when thinking of things in space, he actually has a more divine perspective. But you know sisters.)
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For more on it all – a look at some of the themes behind the darkness and light of this epic space opera, see this (or below), which was recently in the The New Vision, Uganda’s national daily.
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Light and darkness on screen
(The New Vision – Tuesday, March 22, 2016)
It’s the foolish things of this world that can shame the wise and the weak that can upend the strong. This is how it was put a couple of millennia ago by the apostle Paul when he foreshadowed this great reversal, this deep sorting out that will be known only fully in the hereafter.
But it’s the story-tellers in the here-and-now who often say the very same thing, and you’d have to be blind or deaf or both not to see it in the new Star Wars movie, “Episode VII: The Force Awakens,” which recently made it here to Uganda.
To his fantastic excitement, I took my young son, then later my wife, to watch in a Kampala theatre. Shortly later, all five of us in the family, including my two daughters, watched the original three Star Wars movies from 1977, 1980 and 1983 in our living room.
That’s enough space viewing to make anyone delirious, but we’re not alone. Worldwide, “The Force Awakens” has now brought in almost $2 billion, more than half of that from outside of North America. It’s quickly become one of the most successful shows in movie history, currently sitting in third place in gross sales.
People are watching, even if it’s a pirated DVD so easily found on Kampala street-corners for a few shillings.
(By the way, you may be interested to know that five of the seven Star Wars movies have scenes shot in the African country of Tunisia.)
For those unfamiliar with the storyline, “The Force Awakens” is largely a clone of the first Star War movie, “A New Hope,” from 39 years ago. They have similar plot points and “The Force Awakens” includes several of the same actors from 1977 – a little older and wiser and fuller at the mid-sections from when “A New Hope” was first released when I was 12 years old.
In that first movie, young Luke Skywalker emerges out of obscurity to join the galactic rebellion to overthrow what is simply known as the “Empire,” a corrupt and dark power structure. For Luke, nothing (even discovering his own true identity), comes easy.
Like Luke, rebels in subsequent episodes have only their dearest friends to rely on, and, of course, the Force, a mysterious power granted not to the self-sufficient, but to the hopelessly needy.
The Force, interestingly, is a mythological-religious concept that’s boiled down to almost nothing. Four decades ago producers George Lucas and Gary Kurtz had long discussions about various religious philosophies when they wanted to bring forward a clear and easy theme that’s expressed with the now iconic phrase, “May the Force be with you.”
This phrase used by the rebels actually comes from the Medieval Christian expression “May God be with you.” It’s a precursor to our modern phrase “good-bye,” and in Medieval England was used to bestow safety in potential danger.
Which is not to say that Star Wars is a billboard for Christianity any more than it is for Zen Buddhism or its other religious influences. This sort of proselytizing would only make for both bad religion and bad movie-making.
It is to say, though, that this epic space opera has become hugely successful in part because it reflects common challenges of our own world, and offers hope through the prism of faith, like Christianity, which, after all, has something to say about human abuse of power, about justice, about miracles and relying on Divine power, and about our everyday choices.
The main players – starting with the innocent Luke Skywalker and the evil Darth Vader – must choose if they will align themselves with the powers of evil or good, if they will let their own anger and fear overtake their thinking, or if they will learn how to master their own harmful natures.
Their choices have outcomes, of course, and even though these outcomes are predictable, just like in our world, that doesn’t make these choices any easier. Evil, after all, has its allure. And, like in our own world, there is no middle ground.
In Star Wars, just when Luke or other rebel comrades think that the darkness is too onerous, when it threatens to suffocate with the stench of its Vader-like breath, that’s when light still breaks through, even as light broke through the void and darkness at our world’s beginning.
In Star Wars that light comes often enough from a light-sabre, a weapon wielded by hand. And how terrible the battle is when even (unbeknownst to them) sons and daughters and fathers battle each other.
“Daddy, this is violent,” said my oldest girl at one point of our recent watching. “No it’s not,” said the youngest, her sister. And they’re both right, because there is violence and then there is violence.
In Star Wars the violence is of the sort that reminds me of another fantasy series known well by my children, C.S. Lewis’ Chronicles of Narnia. At one point in these mythological stories, the Great Lion Aslan, the Messiah figure, lovingly warns Peter, the child-king with the slain, bloody wolf at his feet: “Peter, you must remember to always wipe your sword.”
Yes, we live in a world that is red in tooth and claw. Whether we like it or not, we are part of it. In the womb we were suckled in the darkness and at our dying breath each of us will return to the darkness of the grave, even as many of our days in-between are dark and violent.
Still, in this world, the light does pierce the darkness and it’s here where we each make our choices.
You may be called a fool for believing any of this, of course. And weak. But this is the only way if you’re going to have half a chance of getting out of it alive.