There is seldom much to write about East Africa as far as global show biz is concerned. What with Victor Wanyama being the only one to make it into the EPL, Kiwanuka in the NFL and Barrack Obama in the Black White-House. Save for the marathoners who have managed to grace the tracks for sometime now, there is hardly that much sporty prowess peregrinating the region . Now with Barrack Obama sounding more prodigal by the day by coming off as a cultural fugitive in respect to the Anti-Gay Bill and policies along that line, it is left to see how far he can stretch this ancestral benevolence.We do not have to trouble our heads with a world cup slot let alone an African Cup qualification but we are good really. ( If Mourinho thinks Arsene Wenger is an 8 year specialist in obscurity, we could as well relish in agnate fraternity).
Regardless, I find that we have our pockets of stardom shining in through the obfuscous pool. Once in a while a Jose Chameleon will be nominated for this and that, a Gaetano will do some malodorous stuff on Big Brother Africa; an Aamito will grace the catwalk, a Catoon Baboon combination will get a Channel O nod, and stuff like that. Idi Amin and Joseph Kony may still out compete Kizza Besigye in the popularity ranks but who gives a damn about African politics? atleast the youth don't so let us reserve that for our siesta session.
When it comes to Lupita Nyong'o (hope I spelt that right), we have one relevant revelation for the silver screen. The Mexican (Mehikan )born Kenyan daughter of a Kenyan senator may not come off as your everyday East African but our pride is all there for the taking. The first time I listened to her voice, I was just awestruck. She gives you that strong vocal dexterity akin to talented expatriate kids that occasionally grace our imbecilic school system or better still, International School trained Africans who keep the Queen's language jealously in the chambers of their nasal cavities. That notwithstanding, that pool has a fair share of its patrons but I dare surmise that the rat race has its charm even at that stage. The resilience that first got her on a Kenyan set, the boldness that led her to Yale for a less opted for education; the aptitude that gave her a Hollywood calling card is all but common place.The heat that she brings to the red carpet, the precision with which she cracks into her raw African beauty is impeccable. These are the things Hollywood feeds on, these are the things school kids glue their eyes on to, these are the things that make a Hallmark lifetime happen. The fresh air that a genuine Original, brings to the table.
In a not so far away land a similar gem in my opinion is fast grating the cogs of stardom in her own unique way. When comedy became a night pass time and a part time occupation for a few in Uganda some years ago with the likes of Pablo, Senkubuge, Idring; it appeared to some as one unsustainable short cut to a cornucopia of big monies. Not that the industry has outgrown its pettiness and less sought for revelations, but again I digress. It was even less likely that a lady would make it in the industry and much less one that was not so much of a jock recycler or plagiariser. I first heard her in a sing song Go Tv commercial, then there was the Mini Buzz, now the International awards largely British and Asian; and the trailer for the prospective show on Citizen TV Kenya. Her skits are just a shockwave revelation on YOU TUBE. She could give Justin Bieber or Gangnum style a run for their money sometime. (just saying). Even if that might not look to be in the offing, I am a bond fun a.k.a Ninja of this mukiga girl. With the heavy Western Ugandan accent, the unedited, least choreographed display of nativity there is on the internet, the sky has a lot to answer for. A royal invitation under her chest, a couple other things to go with it, there is a lot a hurricane of talent can do for you.
I do not know if Hollywood would suit Anne Kansime unless it is one of those nativity films where the accent can be directed to suit the material on the set, (pun intended!!) but again P Square has hit the same market with their Naija pidgin. why not? Perhaps Lupita is more conformist as Obama was to wedge her way though the vanity fair lovers and perhaps Anne is more akin to a Nigerian movie revelation to a very specific audience...perhaps, perhaps and perhaps.
If you ask me, I like a hearty laugh with every trace of African gravitational benevolence and I also have a soft spot for a smart A*** head giving the glamour kids a run for their money. I like Anne, I like Lupita..because everybody likes them. hehehe
Peace out.
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