Showing posts with label Nollywood and influence on Africa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nollywood and influence on Africa. Show all posts

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Light, Camera, Africa

AN AFRICAN academic with a coiffed mane is sipping coffee in a Ghanaian airport when he spots a pulpy Nigerian film on an overhead screen. “A travesty, a grave crime,” he splutters. “Such imbecile images should never be shown in this country. They are veritably poisoning our culture.”
It is hard to avoid Nigerian films in Africa. Public buses show them, as do many restaurants and hotels. Nollywood, as the business is known, churns out about 50 full-length features a week, making it the world's second most prolific film industry after India's Bollywood. The Nigerian business capital, Lagos, is said by locals to have produced more films than there are stars in the sky. The streets are flooded with camera crews shooting on location. Only the government employs more people.
Nigerian films are as popular abroad as they are at home. Ivorian rebels in the bush stop fighting when a shipment of DVDs arrives from Lagos. Zambian mothers say their children talk with accents learnt from Nigerian television. When the president of Sierra Leone asked Genevieve Nnaji, a Lagosian screen goddess, to join him on the campaign trail he attracted record crowds at rallies. Millions of Africans watch Nigerian films every day, many more than see American fare. And yet Africans have mixed feelings about Nollywood.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Growing Up With Nollywood


It’s just another regular Saturday in our home. My parents, brothers, some of our neighbors and I are all in the living room or parlor as we used to call it. We are watching a Nollywood film. In this war torn country of Liberia, Nollywood movies are the second most popular form of entertainment. First, it’s Hollywood.
Every Saturday night, families around the country gather to watch a Nollywood film showing on the only television channel available. The next morning, I will gather with my friends under the mango tree and discuss the movie we saw the night before.
During the week, if I am lucky, my mother will give me $30 Liberian dollars to visit the nearby cinema so that I can watch the latest Nollywood film that will not be shown on television until maybe a year later. The cinema is always full so I arrive there early to get the best seats. When the movie is all over, I run back home to discuss it with all who will listen. Despite the low quality of Nollywood films, people across Liberia still enjoy watching it.