Meanwhile, Arthi is coping after her father's death, living with her mother and sister and pursing law as a career.
Claudia is dealing with her own ambitions for being a doctor and still looking for an ideal partner.
Its affluent young people pontificate on the virtues of altruism, gender, race, and philosophy; with varying degrees of lucidity, they reveal the innards of a troubled country in a troubled time.
He dreams of a professional football career as a way out of poverty.
We’re in the richest section of the country, and in the tradition of a Bret Easton Ellis novel, the teenagers cope with ennui by immersing themselves in drugs, sex, and frantic socializing that only serves to alienate them further.
Cutting between stunning black and white vignettes that stitch together into a loose narrative anchored by the suicide, we’re exposed to a city struggling to come to terms with itself.
23-year-old Shongwe-La Mer directs a vibrant debut with audacity unique to a young first-timer, allowing his characters to inhabit the cityscapes with no discernible agenda except to capture a societal moment.
The result is a one-of-a-kind fever dream of post-Apartheid South Africa.