Duma, bitches. Duma.

I really enjoyed Duma. It's the heartwarming tale of a boy and his cheetah, both outcasts from their worlds who travel far and wide to discover the meaning of community and family. Whoever plays the kid does a great job, and the guy in the cheetah costume also bears an uncanny resemblance to the real beast. I had a few issues with the geography of it all--mainly that they were supposed to be in South Africa but somehow traveled by foot all the way to the Okavango Delta, possibly transversing the Kalahari in the process. But it didn't really matter because the real strength of the movie was the beautiful scenery and the cheetah. Oh and the bush baby. I sort of forgot how damn beautiful Africa is. It was nice for a change of pace. Hollywood pretty much churns out the same movie these days, so this was a welcome exception. I also thought that tsetse flies were big, lumbering black insects, but this film suggests they're more thin and lightly-colored.