Okay, I don't usually go out of my way to promote films, but last night my wife and I watched Wardance and I was literally blown away. I pride myself in being pretty tough and standing strong in the face of some pretty disturbing things...I have to in the field I work in...but this film brought tears to my eyes and left me speechless. The cinematography is beautiful and brings to life the beautiful countryside of northern Uganda, but even more compelling are the stories told by the children documented in this movie.
The movie primarily focuses on three children from the Acholi tribe of northern Uganda, a region of Africa that has been subject to terror and violence at the hands of the Lord's Resistance Army, under the guidance of Joseph Kony, for almost 20 years. Over that time the LRA has targeted the children of the Acholi as recruits and sex slaves. The stories told by the children in this movie are devastating and leave you speechless. You see these young kids, some as young as 8 or 9, who have killed people, served as sex slaves, and have seen their parents killed in front of them and yet still they manage to get on with their lives. I was particularly touched by the story of Rose. Maybe it was her beautiful face, or her soft voice, or the calm resolve that she displayed every day, but she left the deepest impression on me. I could listen to her voice for hours...the lilting, melodic phrasing of the Acholi language off her tongue is hypnotizing....
Okay, okay, I know I'm gushing and I know that this doesn't seem to have anything to do with disability...but it does! I watched these kids and about halfway through the movie I said to Lianne: "Why don't these kids seem to display any of the outward signs of PTSD?" Surely, there are the occasional breakdowns and struggles, but in general the kids documented in this film seem to get along just fine as they work through the stresses of the music competition that forms the focus of the film. As I have thought about this issue today, I have come to realize that maybe the PTSD was 1) not shown by the film makers, or 2) not present to the extent it would be in a Western child because what these kids had gone through was the "norm" in their region of the world. Now that's a terribly disturbing thing to say, but because everyone in the school and refugee camp had gone through similar experiences there was a built in support group, but also a tacit expectation that you get on with your life. This got me to thinking further: "Could PTSD also be socially constructed depending upon the societal "norm" where you live?" What do you think?
So, here's my challenge to you: watch the movie and then let me know what you think. Even if you don't want to let me know what you think, WATCH THIS MOVIE! DO IT! TONIGHT!
As an added bonus, much of the music on the soundtrack comes from one of my favorite artists of all time: Geoffrey Oryema (here's his MySpace page). Geoffrey is also an exiled member of the Acholi tribe documented in this film and his music is absolutely transcendent. Just another reason to watch this film...
Here's the trailer:
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