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ANGELS IN THE DUST, a documentary by Louise Hogarth, brings us the story
of activist Marion Cloete and her family who have abandoned everything
in their lives to help and care for the 550 children in the South
African Boikarabelo orphanage that have either lost family due to the
HIV/AIDS pandemic or are infected themselves. The film goes in depth
concerning Cloete’s devotion and brings us inside the orphanage to see
the daily struggles of the children
within.
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film piles on the emotion and heartache almost immediately
and the plight of these children is tragic and very
heartbreaking. We see Cloete and her family interacting and
living with the children, as well the world outside the
orphanage, which is presented as a bleak wasteland. Specific
attention is paid to the many child graves and the suffering
they have endured. This is not a feel good or uplifting film
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The film also aims to educate the
viewer, presenting many valid arguments on how poverty and lack of a
stable government has contributed to the virtual explosion in South
Africa. A reliance of fear and superstition as well as other more
archaic cultural factors has brought the disease to epidemic
proportions and, as always, the children are the ones who suffer the
most.
I dare anyone to sit through ANGELS IN THE DUST and not be moved
emotionally as well as angered by what you see onscreen. The
children are brave, coping with a devastating illness and a
disgusting environment to grow up in. Cloete has done amazing things
caring for these children, putting their needs first instead of her
own, and should be commended for her efforts. The stories of the
children and their struggles are distressing, but their optimism and
desire to live their lives and just be average kids brings a
bittersweet smile to the face.
The documentary starts to lose focus later in the runtime and is
repetitive at times. It’s almost as if you become numb with a sort
of shock to the hardships told over and over. You can only hear or
see so many similar tales of woe before it becomes absurd in its
abject horror. But on the flip side, there is an odd sense of
optimism as if it will all just work itself out and everything will
get better. Cloete and company are fighting a battle of
insurmountable odds, but
they have an unrealistic outlook that if they hang in there and get
more people to care or invest hard currency in their cause that all
will be well. It is a question as to whether this is a real outlook
shared by Cloete and her fellow activists or one just tacked on to
the film to present Cloete’s struggles as something with a tangible
resolution.
ANGELS IN THE DUST also feels like an unmitigated plea for
donations, like a feature length telethon. The ultimate goals, while
never in question, are slightly skewed when it appears that noble
intentions are fueled by a quest for cash.
Ultimately a film that will tear at your emotions, ANGELS IN THE DUST is
a strong film that relies on sympathy to drive its point home. Cloete is
someone who should be commended for her worldly sacrifices in her quest
to help afflicted children, but the film itself sometimes comes across
as a very heavy handed plea for donations fueled by guilt. A flawed
film, even if its intentions are ultimately in the right place, there is
no denying ANGELS IN THE DUST’s
powerful emotional impact.
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