When hands can no longer serve a purpose.
Update 24 March: I wrote this before in part because I'm well aware I tend to dwell on flaws instead of strengths, have no interest in trash talking NZ films of ambition, and had the niggling feeling I had missed the point in a rather major way. With the benefit of hindsight, I can say a few things:
1) I did miss the point in a major way. More on that below.
2) This is a film that is unabashedly for and about Samoan culture in ways that are not necessarily exclusionary of other viewpoints so much as disinterested in them, which I think is a great thing in times of…