When every day you wake up and don your armour, knowing that the world you’re going out to face is made up of pointy ends, why in the world do you pick up a sword and turn it on yourself?
Look at it this way: I was curious. It was there everywhere I scrolled: the National Film and Video Censors Board had set up multiple panels to investigate the movie . Everyone knew the movie was going to be controversial, upset Nigerian sensibilities. But by that much? I hadn’t been bothered enough to see its trailer when it made the rounds. But now? Now I had to see the whole thing.
That Nigerian, instead, demands a moral fable, with the plentiful Bollywoodesque soliloquies of its characters, detailing their motivations, their every thought. That Nigerian is accustomed to a ribbon-tied ending. So, yeah, not expecting much.