Lesotho

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The idea of mother as “home” continues in the MOTHER, I AM SUFFOCATING. THIS IS MY LAST FILM ABOUT YOU. Black and white, pensive and passionate in its expression of sorrow, the essay film by Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese is an intimate farewell letter painstakingly written, but never sent. How can you say goodbye to your homeland? Citing European films and their cinematic goodbyes, the distracted voice shares snippets of intimate memories with pop culture references. The echoing and crackling lament of the voiced letter feels thrice removed, a sonic representation of memories recalled in exile. Drenched in perspiration and dragging a wooden cross, Mosese’s barefoot protagonist crosses contemporary Lesotho, occasionally returning our gaze and those of the unimpressed onlookers in the street. Read More »

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The idea of mother as “home” continues in the MOTHER, I AM SUFFOCATING. THIS IS MY LAST FILM ABOUT YOU. Black and white, pensive and passionate in its expression of sorrow, the essay film by Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese is an intimate farewell letter painstakingly written, but never sent. How can you say goodbye to your homeland? Citing European films and their cinematic goodbyes, the distracted voice shares snippets of intimate memories with pop culture references. The echoing and crackling lament of the voiced letter feels thrice removed, a sonic representation of memories recalled in exile. Read More »

In a small village surrounded by mountains somewhere in Lesotho, the 80-year-old widow Mantoa waits for the return of her only surviving relative: her son, who works in a South African coal mine. It is Christmas and he would come home. Messengers, however, bring the sad news: her son died in a mining accident.Read More »