‘Endings, Beginnings’: Toronto Review | Reviews | ScreenRedi Tlhabi. Redi grew up in the '80s in Orlando, Soweto, with thoughts and emotions so intense they nearly swallowed up her childhood. It was a time when Soweto was under siege from two forces - apartheid and endemic, normalized crime. It was not strange or unusual to refer to so-and-so as 'the rapist' or so-and-so as 'the killer'. It was also at this time that her father - her hero - was violently murdered, his body discovered on the street, with one eye removed. The perpetrators were never found, and the neighbourhood continued to talk about how he had to be buried without his eye.
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‘Endings, Beginnings’: Toronto Review
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That split had something to do with a drunken one-night stand. Men do it all the time — and the ones around her more than most. Her journey is about learning to take responsibility, but also to go easy on herself, however contradictory those two concepts may sound. Despite or maybe because of the sheer amount of amateur psychology at play here, Doremus and co-writer Jardine Libaire make it a point not to get too clinical. Jack is attentive, professorial and explicitly uninterested in becoming a father. Frank, on the other hand, is a bad boy of sorts.
REVIEW: Endings & Beginnings
When Redi met Mabegzo he lived with his grandparents in Soweto and knew little of his mother who lived in Lesotho with a family of her own. She had lost her father; he had been seemingly abandoned by his mother and would never know the identity of his father. By telling this single story, Redi delves into the reasons that many young black South African men in particular are consumed by anger, and so resort to violence. She does not forgive this, however, and cites her strong opposition to sexual violence as a key factor that forced her to explore her friendship with this tortured individual, who was at times a robber, murderer and rapist. My fervent belief that social conditions create the monsters who terrorise our lives and make us prisoners in our own country has made me curious about their background. She goes back to Orlando, where her grandmother still lives, and speaks to everyone and anyone connected to the man no-one likes to admit they knew. What Redi Tlhabe has given the reader by telling this story is a definitive South African reference that goes a long way to shedding light on the lives of ordinary people who have made crime a way of life in this country.