on the first watch, I was mostly trying to understand what the film was about – incredibly abstract yet so detailed, I had to sit and watch it around 3 times to fully understand what I was watching, each time gaining new information and meaning from the piece and each time gaining a far greater understanding of what she was trying to portray.
There is a sense of sonic remnants – colonial images continue to generate, despite the disintegration of their memory and their materials. Onyeka Igwe fiercely displays these former archives bare —along with their histories of hoarding, monetisation, documentation that coincide with the colonial nature of the UK and its former colonies.
Sound archives of speeches from the British empire echo hauntingly throughout the piece as much as the music and sound do. The display of the remnants of the museum of raw, vivid and real, yet surreal and enigmatic. I really liked how Onyeka did not really have to narrate much – I think having a visual element to it helps, however, the soundbites and samples of old radio painted a picture just as much as the film did.