This film was recommended to me by a friend from Zimbabwe who has a deep concern for the plight of Africa ; he regarded it very highly. It is set in Mali and centres on the relationship between a young couple and a 'trial' of the World Bank and IMF which takes place literally on their doorstep. Chaka and Mele (Aissa Maga, who is mesmeric and whose singing - she is a night-club singer - is haunting) are about to part, she leaving for Dakar, he remaining behind in the village with their daughter, who is unwell. Meanwhile, the trial, formally and seriously conducted with begowned lawyers for the plaintiff and the defence, goes on. Village life continues around it, so that there is a picture of these people's lives running through the film. There are many compelling scenes, particularly towards the end, with the plaint of an old man who appears at the very beginning intent on addressing the court but does so only near the end, the closing speeches of the two lawyers for the African, one white, one black, and scenes at the very end which it would be wrong to divulge - the ending of the film is surprising and tragic. I was puzzled by some things (the filmmakers do not spell everything out ; you have to work a bit) - for example the sudden appearance of a scene from what appears to be a strange spaghetti Western, used, I think, as an allegory for what the rich of the world are doing to Africa - but this is undeniably an affecting film, and an unusual one. Visually it is often startling and the actors are beyond praise (I understand the 'lawyers' had to improvise their speeches, in which case that of the white French lawyer for the plaintiffs particularly is a real tour de force). As for the central argument of the film, you certainly end up sympathetic to the Malians, and to Africa as a whole. Anyway, this is a serious, thoughtful and unusual film, and as such I commend it.