DELWENDE: GET UP AND WALK! (1995, Burkina Faso, 90 min.), directed by Pierre Yaméogo; screenplay by Pierre Yaméogo; cinematography by Jürg Hassler; music by Wassis Diop; edited by Jean-Christophe Ané; with Blandine Yaméogo (Napoko), Claire Ilboudo (Pougbila), Célestin Zongo (Diahrra), Abdoulaye Komboudri (Nonceur), Daniel Kabore (Bancé, the Old One), Jules Taonssa (Raogo, the Seer), Thomas Naourma (Elie the mad radio man).  In Moré and French with English subtitles. 

 

"There are people in the capital that still believe in "soul eaters" today. I wanted to describe through the film that it is important for traditional beliefs to evolve and for Africa to wake up. I wanted to show that some people exploit these beliefs to lie, cheat and abuse others for personal interest. These traditions are corrupted."—Pierre Yaméogo

 

He who lies on his back and spits gets saliva all over himself.Delwende: Stand Up & Walk!

 

            In its opening moments Delwende promises to be a film in the “Return to the Sources” mold of African film—set in the village of Saaba, a seemingly ideal village where time appears to have stood still.  The only contact with the outside world is via the dilapidated radios that Crazy Elie struggles to keep functional—but even there the news comes in a language (French) that no one understands (a lack of understanding that is crucial to the plot’s central irony).  The villagers are celebrating their survival from drought, and the dancing by the young women in their colorful clothing is fantastic, particularly that of young Pougbila (the novice actress is a dancer by training). The sixteen-year-old girl reveals herself in her dance—skillful, saucy, and bursting with life.  

 

            Everything changes, however, and quickly.  Young people in the village start dying mysterious deaths.  A shattered Pougbila reveals to her mother, Napoko (played by the veteran actress Blandine Yaméogo, who was so powerful as the hunchback mother Sogolon in Keïta), that she has been raped, but will not reveal the name of the rapist.  Napoko goes to her husband, Diahrra, and tells him he must speak with his daughter, get her to confess to him, and then go and deal with the criminal who has done this horrible thing.  Diahrra brushes her off, berating her for bringing up such a thing while the village is trying to cope with the deaths that are occurring.

 

Diahrra soon announces to his wife that he has decided to send Pougbila off to the neighboring village of Lougbila to be wed in an arranged marriage, supposedly in order to protect her from the curse that appears to have descended upon the village.  Napoko protests this high-handed decision that will bind her daughter to a man whom she does not love, but to no avail.  In that village, the will of a powerful man like Diahrra is law.

 

            Meanwhile, the village has sunk deeper into fear and despair over the deaths of the young people.  There is a growing sense that witchcraft must be abroad, and when the niece of the chief is smitten, they decide to take action.  The call goes out for the seer, Raogo, who specializes in such matters (he is played by a man who really does earn his living in this way).  Raogo conducts a Siongho ceremony, in which two young virgin males are called upon to bear the facsimile of a shrouded corpse on their shoulders and use it as a magnet to seek out the perpetrator.  The belief is that the spirits of the ancestors will guide the siongho to the evil-doer.  (Those who have seen Souleymane Cissé’s remarkable Yeelen will recognize a similar ceremony there.) 

 

            Conveniently for Diahrra, the siongho points to Napoko as the witch, and she is cast out of the village.  She wanders off from village to village, shunned even by her own relatives, until she makes her way to the capital city of Ouagadougou.  There, she finds herself in a “Shelter for Old Women,” a euphemism for women who have been accused of witchcraft.  On the positive side, it is a place where women are in charge of their own affairs; but on the downside it is a place of squalor and despair, women cut off from the security and identity of their ancestral homes and families.

 

            Eventually, Pougbila will learn of her mother’s fate, and without a second thought this sixteen-year-old girl will take action.  Revealing the quality both of her character and her upbringing, she will demonstrate the strength and determination of a much older woman in her attempt to confront her father, rescue her mother, and see that justice, decency, and honesty are restored to her village.

 

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Delwende is another success for the film industry of Burkina Faso.  As veterans of the Cascade Festival know, the government of Burkina Faso (formerly called Upper Volta) has for a number of years been extremely supportive of cinema both as an art form and as a means of communication.  The result has been the biennial FESPACO film festival in the capital city of Ouagadougou, which brings together films and filmmakers from all over Africa.  More important, a growing number of engaging, thoughtful, and well-crafted films have come out of Burkina Faso in the last two decades.

 

         Director Pierre Yaméogo was born in Koudougou, Burkina Faso, in 1955.  He studied Photography, Film, and Communication at the Conservatoire Nationale du Cinéma Français in Paris.  His initial plan was for a career in journalism, but he eventually came to believe that journalism would not give him the freedom or the time to do the kind of in-depth analyses that could make a difference and really change things in his country, and he switched to filmmaking.  He has been making short films, documentaries, music videos, and feature films since 1984.  His first feature film was Dunia (1987), followed by Laafi (1990), Wendemi (1992), Silmandé/The Tornado (1998), and Moi et Mon Blanc/Me and My White Pal (2002), all of them recipients of top awards at international festivals.  Considered one of Africa’s leading young directors, Yaméogo was recently the subject of a “mid-career retrospective” at the 2006 Film Society of New York’s New York African Film Festival.  Delwende was awarded the Prix de L’Espoir at the 2005 Cannes Film Festival.

 

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Delwende (which means “I surrender to God” or “I rely on God” in the Moré language) had its genesis in a television documentary that Yaméogo did for French Channel 2 on falsely accused “soul-eaters.”  Feeling that the documentary did not go far enough into the human dimension of the issue, and moreover would not be seen by women in Burkina Faso, he decided to make a feature film on the subject.  The core story of Delwende is based on a true story.

 

The film is certainly a critique of an intolerable social practice, the way that women are being victimized and ostracized by being labeled as witches.  But the film has a larger dimension to it as well.  It is a far-reaching social critique reminiscent of the films of Ousmane Sembène, in whose footsteps director Pierre Yaméogo clearly walks.  We are shown how men have abused their cultural prerogatives for selfish, self-serving ends, betraying and corrupting the traditional practices that provided meaning and harmony in their world.  It is once again a woman’s act of refusal that provides the moral center of the film, and is the embodiment of hope and redemption.  The film’s primary meaning, then, lies in the subtitle that Yaméogo has given to this film:  Get Up and Walk!  It is a sign of respect and a call to action.

 

The subtitle also provides the central visual motif of the film: the act of walking.  This is a very skillfully crafted film by an experienced director, one who knows how to work his camera to reinforce meaning.  In the first part of the film, the village and villagers are revealed to us both through close-ups and through crane shots lifting high above the village for perspective.  When Napoko is banished, the camera remains somewhat distant, accentuating her isolation and diminution against the backdrop of nature.  But when Pougbila begins to take action, the camera remains tightly glued to her as she marches off—the background changes as she traverses the country, from rural area to city, but her determined face does not. 

 

In this film, as in so many films made by Africans themselves, social critique and defiance does not come from outside individuals or from foreign NGOs leading Africans to awareness; it comes from an African woman herself, a young woman, one who is willing to arise, entrust herself to the deeper values of her heritage, and begin walking down the path of justice and integrity.

                                                                                    --Notes by Michael Dembrow

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