My recent visit to London was far too short, but I was able lucky enough to catch a special screening at the British Library of the Pumzi movie, a breakthrough African sci-fi film — with strong echoes of Logan’s Run — that I particularly enjoyed. It was a rare to opportunity for dialogue with the director herself, Wanuri Kahiu as well as superwoman Dr. Maggie Aderin-Pocock, celebrated Nigerian-born astronomer. Also represented in the audience were the ubiquitous FOKN Bois, an avante-garde Ghanaian hip-hop duo, perhaps best described as ‘strict sub-Saharan psychomental.’ And of course, afropolitan guru and DJ, Kobby Graham, DUST Magazine editor and ‘funky professor’ at  Ashesi University, wasn’t too far from the scene. In case you missed it, here’s the trailer for the Pumzi movie:

Sc-Fi film about futuristic Africa, 35 years after World War III –The Water War. Nature is extinct. The outside is dead. Asha lives and works as a museum curator in one of the indoor communities set up by the Maitu Council. When she receives a box in the mail containing soil, she plants an old seed in it and the seed starts to germinate instantly. Asha appeals to the Council to grant her permission to investigate the possibility of life on the outside but the Council denies her exit visa. Asha breaks out of the inside community to go into the dead and derelict outside to plant the growing seedling and possibly find life on the outside.

Greetings Fellow Sojourners,

To say that I am currently going through a difficult time would be an understatement. I spent the first quarter of this year juggling the obscene demands of my university with my characteristically turbulent personal life, and just when I thought things couldn’t get much worse, I lost my father to a prolonged illness. I’m still in the process of adjusting to this new reality without my long-time mentor and commander-in-chief, but if anything, he taught me to be strong and defiant in the face of adversity, and I have also been fortunate to receive a great deal of support from many admirable people.

My father was a humble man with big dreams and grand ideals who succeeded in infecting me with that same bug. While I will always miss him, it’s obvious to me that I must do everything I can to make up for his absence, so that the course of history may ultimately be improved in spite of this tragedy. And while my life will never be the same, I still find solace in that the future remains as bright as ever, due in no small part to his contribution in my life. I now work with a heightened sense of duty and urgency; for all that I am, I owe to him, and everything that I do from this point onward must exceed even his grandest aspirations. In this regard, I ask you all to fasten your seat belts and hang on for the ride of the century.

Yours Truly,