The family drama elegantly realized in “Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight” is relayed entirely through the perspective of Bobo (Lexi Venter), a white child who witnesses her mother spinning out against a backdrop of the bloody transition from Rhodesia to an independent Zimbabwe.
Written and directed by Embeth Davidtz and adapted from Alexandra Fuller’s memoir, the film takes place during the 1980 election, when Robert Mugabe became prime minister.
Tensions are high on the modest farm Bobo’s family, who comes from Australia, maintains alongside a small staff of Black laborers. An outdoorsy child, Bobo understands the world by observing the adults around her, particularly her mercurial mother, Nicola (Davidtz), whose feelings of entitlement over the land degenerate into racist mania. Amid the friction, Bobo’s chief ally is Sarah (Zikhona Bali), a Black maid who indulges Bobo’s longing for companionship despite concerns that her affinity with a white child could make her a target for Black militants fighting for independence.
Davidtz, who grew up in South Africa during apartheid, uses jump cuts and an ever-moving camera to build a mood of youthful wonder, and the movie’s best sequences foreground Bobo’s childhood innocence. Because she lacks a conception of colonialism, Davidtz sometimes struggles to negotiate the film’s fidelity to her point of view with a more complete picture of the war. It doesn’t help that a past tragedy meant to round out Nicola’s character comes off as oversimplified. But as the spunky pixie holding the story’s reins, Bobo commands our attention.
Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight
Rated R for violence, assault and grown-up matters. Running time: 1 hour 38 minutes. In theaters.
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