Interesteg What makes it different from others?

Matialth Good concept, poorly executed.

Manthast Absolutely amazing

Jerrie It's a good bad... and worth a popcorn matinée. While it's easy to lament what could have been...

kosmasp Or at least through the eyes of a white man. Even if you are not familiar with Mandelas story you will able to see where this is going. The story of the white man/guard might be spiked a bit and his wife does not have much to do (Diane Kruger) besides the obvious (caring for him, the safety of their family and being a faithful wife, sticking with her husband through it all).One thing is sure, you do need a really charismatic and good actor if you want to portray a man like Mandela. And Dennis H. is one who can deliver. Even if he may not be on everyones radar, he has proved (on TV, but still), that he does have the skills and the presence to do such a job. He is not revealed immediately in the movie, which is not just another (filmmaking) trick, but serves the story or better yet the relationship between the two main man. New movies will come out and they probably will tell a better story, but this is not a bad movie either (even if predictable all the way through).

spheckma In the Color of Freedom we have Dennis Haysbert and Nelson Mandela in just the way I think of him, and Joseph Fiennes who was his guard for many years. Along the way we see what man is capable of at his best and that is the ability to see the truth when it is before him every day of his life, day after day, year after year. In the case of Color of Freedom we are expose to why Nelson Mandela was, and is, who he is. I suggest watching this movie first and the watching Invictus as a follow up as they tie together using the lines of the poem Invictus which, if only possible, should be the motto for everyone. As the movie slowly evolves you'll be exposed to much about the thinking of South Africa of the past, where as in Invictus you be expose to it in the future. I don't know if there is a movie which tells the story of Nelson Mandela's like before he was imprisoned, but there needs to be.

johnnyboyz Seems quite sad that the true-to-life character of Nelson Mandela would be reduced to a supporting character in a film about him; his stay on the Robben Island prison and his consequent release in the 1990s. Truth is, Bille August's 2007 film has a head and a heart in two different places; his film more closely resembling the sort of thing your bog-standard GCSE teacher might slap on for the students in class, before nipping out for a quick cigarette, during the week that sees the school syllabus demand South African Apartheid era be studied. But despite all this, it didn't bother me as much; the film observing the changing attitudes of a prison guard on the aforementioned island jail and using him as an example of which the greater changing attitudes of a nation at that time are templated. Yes, it resembles a TV movie of the week and yes, at about the half way mark you can envisage the film's final few moments consisting of a little white text caption coming into focus on the black background detailing what the lead character's current state is; but above all this is a film wanting to tackle a white individual's guilt rather than a black individual's plight and with this established pretty early on in the film, I did not have a problem with the direction the film took.Goodbye Bafana revolves around a pro-white; pro-Apartheid guard with the South African prison service named James Gregory, played by Joseph Fiennes, who moves to Robben island with his family of wife Gloria (Kruger); young son Brent and daughter Natasha in the 1960s. James is a censor officer, cutting out words and sentences from inmates' letters and having the authority to listen in on conversations inmates have with their visitors; cruelly cutting them off if he deems it fit to do so in that they break the house rules. The very first scene is the family shipping themselves off to the island, a sense of life beginning at this point. James is the focus here, his family relegated to mere items of viewership with the children playing roles that see them ask the questions that ill-informed on Apartheid audience members will be asking; Diane Kruger, the relatively talented actress, not given anything to do bar be relegated into playing the role of the token fascist whose racial tidbits sum up an entire mindset of an era. "Why are the blacks prisoners on the island?" asks Brent; "Because they're terrorists who want our land." replies Gloria, in a fabricated and false manner. Then we remember this is playing to GCSE students whom are unfamiliar with the subject and it is they who are asking with the programmed response kicking in.James is the bridge between a shallow, vacuous existence in his wife's-plus-her friends' empty existence on the island and the gruelling, grotty prison set life of a number of imprisoned blacks whom it is deemed are enemies of the state. One of these is the aforementioned Nelson Mandela, played here by Dennis Haysbert, who does a reasonable job shuffling from scene to scene and keeping a stern and expressionless face in playing the man; although the level of the performance cannot be understated when we recall what it is Haysbert is exactly required to do: essentially playing a dispirited prisoner throughout and given little room to play the equality driven saviour of a nation and its beliefs.Interestingly, the moment that encapsulates the very sentiment that the film is more interested in Gregory's tale than Mandela and his struggle and the manner in which he went about doing what he did actually occurs very late on, but it's telling all the same; in a sequence that sees Mandela and his assistants sit around a large table about to indulge in the sorts of discussions that saw them do what they did but sees James leave the room with the film following him, just as those at the table appear to get started, so as to cover his moving house and his family problems. Akin to this is James' gradual arc of realisation, something that's satisfying in its very basic observation; the man's past life experience in knowing a young black boy in his youth proof he was once able to connect with blacks in a friendly manner with moments such as the reading of some kind of Mandela written equality charter just foreshadowing the obvious. As the years roll on and everyone grows older, the Gregory's shift around and Mandela himself is kept on the sidelines as he changes prisons looking at the main strand of the film from a distanced perspective. It's a situation akin to John Boorman's 2005 film Country of My Skull (In My Country, to Americans), when the plight and strife of oppressed South Africans and their justice is given the odd glance in tangent to a Caucasian individual or individuals and their relationships with other Caucasians around them plus whatever hardships they suffer with their employers. It isn't reason enough to hate the film, but it's reason enough to get a little flustered provided you can identify the niggling frustrations and work around them so as to enjoy the film as it stands. The film tries to provide some dramatic tension to proceedings, the arrival of a new and more brutal Robben Island chief of staff later on in life supposed to instill a sense of what might happen if Gregory were to be caught by this new chief as his attitudes begin to change. Goodbye Bafana was made with the best of intentions, achieving what it sets out to do with relative dramatic and respectful aplomb, but one cannot argue that it all too often feels like a low-key retelling of events for those naive to the subject matter.

CountZero313 The BBC recently referred to Nelson Mandela as 'the most revered man on planet Earth.' That is not an exaggeration, and it is that reputation that permeates Goodbye, Bafana and provokes an emotional response. I went on the journey with the film, and was moved, but I suspect more by the evocation of Mandela himself than by the craft of the filmmakers.Fiennes is James Gregory, an unreformed bigot whose life is turned around by close proximity to Mandela. Fiennes handles the role comfortably, if unspectacularly. The less recognisable Diane Kruger is more convincing as a venal apologist for apartheid. The major question mark is Dennis Haysbert. He is never more than a competent actor playing Mandela. He never inhabits the role, the way Will Smith does Ali or Jamie Foxx Ray. Indeed, Mandela deserves to be portrayed the way Ben Kingsley portrayed Ghandi. No doubt such a film will come, and with it the eclipsing of Goodbye Bafana.The film is not a failure, but neither is it a success. It is a decent attempt at telling a remarkable story. However, given that story, I expected so much more.