Stolen Fish + Dremmwel
Stolen Fish + Dremmwel
- ORIGINAL LANGUAGE English, Wolof, Mandinka
- SUBTITLES FR
- COUNTRY Poland, United Kingdom
- Duration 30
- Prices 7.50 €
- Moderator ticket Article 27
- Abonnement Cineville Pass
Synopsis
The first film on Gambia’s fishmeal factories, offering a unique insight into untold drivers of migration. In the Gambia, the smallest country of mainland Africa, fish is now being powdered up by Chinese corporations and exported to Europe and China to feed animals in industrial farming. As a result, Gambians are being deprived of their primary source of protein, overfishing is depleting marine ecosystems. The film follows Abou, Mariama and Paul, three Gambians who share intimate stories of daily struggle, anger, hope and longing for their loved ones. There’s so much to worry about in the world but "Stolen Fish" is a 30 minute microcosm of what is wrong with it, eloquently put by those who take the brunt of the destruction caused by global capitalism.
Synopsis
The first film on Gambia’s fishmeal factories, offering a unique insight into untold drivers of migration. In the Gambia, the smallest country of mainland Africa, fish is now being powdered up by Chinese corporations and exported to Europe and China to feed animals in industrial farming. As a result, Gambians are being deprived of their primary source of protein, overfishing is depleting marine ecosystems. The film follows Abou, Mariama and Paul, three Gambians who share intimate stories of daily struggle, anger, hope and longing for their loved ones. There’s so much to worry about in the world but "Stolen Fish" is a 30 minute microcosm of what is wrong with it, eloquently put by those who take the brunt of the destruction caused by global capitalism.
Le Festival Alimenterre revient du 13 au 17 septembre 2022 !
As part of the event
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De l’Afrique de l’Est jusqu’au fin fond de l’Indonésie, aveuglés par le soleil, nous roulons encore et encore. En mini-bus, en bus, en 4×4. Les paysages varient, les destinations aussi, mais toujours nous croisons ces marcheurs de bords de route qui semblent avoir toute leur vie sur la tête. Telles des fourmis à l’équilibre impeccable, ces femmes qui portent des montagnes de bois, de bidons d’eau, de nourriture, les récoltes des champs aussi. Le dos courbé parfois, mais toujours le cou droit et le regard fixe, elles vont vendre au marché ou ramener les provisions nécessaires à la maison…
