Delivered elliptically, the plot leaks just enough information to keep the viewers intrigued. They are held transfixed by hours of dwelling on the athletic, androgynous figure and carved ebony face of the heroine.
Carried on the shoulders of a phalanx of strong women, the main thrust of the plot is to prove that the Tutsis behaved as reprehensibly as the Hutus in the Rwandan genocide and its aftermath, aided and abetted by a slew of corrupt, profiteering colonials.
The women triumph, bringing a wind of truth-telling justice to the current authoritarian government, and resolving the heroine’s existential perplexity. Around them, the men fall like skittles - discredited, dead or dying. Just desserts.
Finally, an African solution to an African problem. Or is it?