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This Is Not a Burial, It's a Resurrection

2020 · Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese

For when you want to be transported somewhere cinema almost never goes and feel something profound about land, memory, and the dead. A contemplative, challenging watch — save it for a night you can give it your full attention.

What it's about

In the mountains of Lesotho, an eighty-year-old widow who has buried everyone she loves calmly settles her affairs and plans her own funeral. Then word arrives that her village — and the graves of its ancestors — will be drowned beneath a new dam reservoir. Facing the erasure of everything her dead are rooted in, she finds an unexpected reason to live, and her defiance starts to spread through the community.

The experience

Slow, hypnotic, and ravishing — it unfolds like a sung legend, grief and defiance braided together in images that feel carved rather than shot. It asks patience and repays it with real awe.

Performances

Mary Twala Mhlongo, the veteran South African actress in her final leading role, carries the film with a face like a landscape — fury, grief, and stubborn life with barely a raised voice.

The craft

Self-taught director Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese frames the highlands in a boxy, painterly ratio with colors saturated like stained glass, and hands the narration to a griot playing the lesiba, a traditional mouth-bowed string instrument, so the whole story arrives as oral legend. Every frame could hang on a wall; the sound design deserves good speakers.

Why it matters

The first film Lesotho ever submitted to the Oscars, and an announcement that one of world cinema's most distinctive new voices had arrived fully formed.

Reception & legacy: how This Is Not a Burial, It's a Resurrection was received, argued over, and remembered →

The first film ever submitted to the Oscars by Lesotho, and a debut of staggering visual confidence from Lemohang Jeremiah Mosese, a self-taught Mosotho filmmaker working from Berlin. An eighty-year-old widow, having buried everyone she loves, prepares calmly for her own death — until word comes that her village, with its ancestral graves, is to be drowned beneath a dam reservoir. What follows is less social-realist protest drama than visionary elegy: Mosese frames the highlands in a boxy, painterly ratio, saturates his palette like stained glass, and hands the narration to a griot playing the lesiba, a traditional mouth-bowed string instrument, so the whole film unfolds as sung legend. At its center is Mary Twala Mhlongo, the veteran South African actress in her final leading role, her face a landscape as eroded and enduring as the mountains. The film took a Special Jury Prize at Sundance in 2020 and announced a new voice in African cinema — one drawing on Sembène and Mambéty's defiance but arriving at something closer to liturgy, a requiem for every community asked to trade its dead for progress.

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