Félicité

This film is a classic film about life in the cultural setting of the Congo. I was concerned this would be an emotionally heavy movie for no reason but it turned out to be an intriguing and at times even gripping film about life for what could have easily been one of us, a neighbor, or family member. You feel a connection to the characters and an affection for their imperfect perfections in just being people. What makes this a classic versus just a good film was the quality of the acting. In classic films where body language and relationship development are centered and words are reserved to emphasize the moment this film ensures you are watching every move of the characters as much as listening for what is said next. I'd recommend this film to anyone who enjoys the art of cinema.

This movie appears to be quite a melting pot and rating it proved to be quite difficult for me. We have indeed, mixed in one movie:

• a modern drama in Africa, that enables to show how life is, and what kind of struggles you meet in your daily life there,
• the portrait of a strong woman, proud but cold, that can be perceived as missing some Africa vibe,
• a poem with a wonderful, very touching character, Tabu, which combines kindness, poetry, joie de vivre and loneliness, alcool and women excess. He shows a different man from the "African" stereotype as much as Felicity differs from the standard woman, in a reverse of masculine and feminine.
• and finally some art scenes, that often come out of nowhere.

On the whole, Félicité could have been shorter without loosing impact. I'll go with a 7, mainly for the story of Félicité and Tabu. Should have been the movie focus in my opinion, with Congo neighborhood, songs, Félicité's son and of course the fridge as side characters.

Hats off to the touchingly lively performance here from Véro Tshanda Beya Mputu in the title role. She makes her living singing in a Kinshasa bar and life's fine until her teenage son finds himself in need of medical attention after a motor cycle accident. As you can imagine, that's all expensive stuff and suddenly her life is thrown into turmoil as she has to reprioritise quickly. She's a strong and confident woman, but when she encounters "Tabu" (Papa Mpaka) her whole raison d'être is challenged and she begins to realise that perhaps what she had before was but a shell of what she could have now - if only she can save her son! There are two strong and characterful performances holding this together and that, coupled with some busy and intense photography, really does imbue us with a sense of the vibrancy of her life, but also of it's frailty. For all her strengths, she is most vulnerable where any parent might be - when it comes to her child. The dynamic between the two doesn't play out quite as you might expect, and with the addition of plenty of local music and dance to deliver extra authenticity to this story, it comes across as a perfectly plausible tale of a mother's love. At times, "Félicité" has an affecting documentary look to it as auteur Alain Gomis takes his time to let the actors establish and build their personas in an engaging and watchable fashion.

The strong lead actors, the lively Congolese music in the small, smoky clubs, and the bizarre dream sequences worked together to enhance this dark portrayal of a feisty woman who strives to live by her own means. What would any of us not do to care for a child in desperate need, whether mother, father, family, or friend? I could feel Felicite's panic and determination as she tried to provide for her son's care. I went a little crazy right along with her. Been to Tanzania, Kenya, and Uganda, but not DRC yet. Still the street scenes, the daily life felt familiar and true.

Set in Kinshasa, DR of the Congo, where a woman sings in a bar to support herself and her son. What is noteworthy is what seems to be the authentic poverty of the area and how people cope with it. Also noteworthy is the anger from having to fight for the basics of life that hopeless poverty engenders. Also noteworthy was how sexually manipulated females (to various degrees not uncommon throughout the world) continually are as they struggle to exist.