BEASTS OF NO NATION 2
Just walked out of BEASTS OF NO NATION 2 and I’m sitting in my car crying like a child
Abraham Attah isn’t acting anymore; he’s bleeding truth. Grown-up Agu’s eyes carry every ghost from the first film, and when he whispers “I am not a soldier anymore” but still has to pick up the gun to save the new lost boys… I felt that in my bones. This man just gave the performance of the decade.
No Hollywood gloss, no mercy, just raw African sunlight and red dirt. The sound of a single grenade rolling across a tribunal floor will haunt me forever. That silent church-yard scene where nobody dares breathe? I forgot air existed. And the final march through burning sugarcane, lit only by fire and tears… I’ve never felt silence scream that loud.
This isn’t a sequel. This is a prayer. A punch. A plea. A masterpiece that asks: Can you ever really come home when war raised you?
Bring tissues. Bring courage. Bring your soul. Some movies entertain. This one rearranges you.
“Surviving is not the same as living.”
Tonight I learned the difference.
Rating: 10/10 ★ I’m shaken, shattered, and strangely healed.
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