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Touki Bouki: The Journey of the Hyena (Djibril Diop
Mambéty, 1973)
A
celebrated early feature from Senegalese director Djibril Diop Mambéty,
Touki Bouki: The Journey of the Hyena
offers a comic fantasy that addresses the country’s dueling histories. The main
characters in this complex, rambling political allegory are Mory, a young
cowherd, and his girlfriend Anta, a student, who hope to migrate together from
the slums of Dakar to Paris (“the gateway to paradise”). The loose narrative
involves their various schemes to realize this dream and offers ample
opportunity to study their self-centered immorality. As the title implies, Mory
is a thankless scavenger. Over the course of the film, he and his girlfriend
steal food from a local woman, attempt to rob a charity event and have no qualms
about exploiting foreign relief workers. After flagrantly cheating at a three
card monte game, Mory still calls those who accused him of stealing “assholes.”
One assumes that this extended hustle is intended to be read as a crisis of
African identity, as a people who are sandwiched between tribalism and French
colonialism find that the road to modernity comes at the cost of their ethics.
Mory lives in a gray zone, acutely aware of his native beliefs, but willing to
transcend them for personal gain. This is perhaps best exemplified by a scene in
which he comes across a bundle of gris-gris and loots from it, against his
girlfriend’s protestations, but maybe finds its most potent visual signifier in
Mory’s motorcycle, which has a steer’s skull mounted on its handlebars.
Touki Bouki is
experimental, especially by the standards of African films of its era.
Languorous shots of the African landscape and naturalistic plotting are replaced
here with jump cuts and fantasies of life in Paris. The influence of the French
New Wave (particularly the pre-’68 work of Godard) is apparent, both in
narrative construction and the editing rhythms. Non sequitir scenes of animal
slaughter and street life pepper the film, almost at random, lending additional
energy. The soundtrack gives equal play
time to European pop songs (especially a single, grating Josephine Baker tune)
and African drums, suggesting the tensions that weigh upon the characters. These
tensions reach what seems to be a breaking point after Mory and Anta finally
pull one of their schemes off, and become
nouveau riche snobs. Though the film’s narrative momentum wavers at this
juncture, its political intentions become more overt than ever, ensuring few
could miss Mambéty’s message. The final moments here, which simultaneously
suggest a return to traditionalism and a new form of globalized alienation,
offer open-ended ruminations on Senegal’s future role in the world.
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Jeremy Heilman
08.17.12
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