DON’T LET’S GO TO THE DOGS TONIGHT – Review

LEXI VENTER as Bobo Fuller and ZIKHONA BALI as Sarah, in DON’T LET’S GO TO THE DOGS TONIGHT. Photo: Coco Van Oppens. Courtesy of Sony Pictures Classics

A family drama, told through the eyes of a child, about a white, farm family in the final days of white-ruled Rhodesia, now Zimbabwe, and featuring a remarkable performance by eight-year-old newcomer Lexi Venter, is the subject of actor-turned-director Embeth Davidtz’s DON’T LET’S GO TO THE DOGS TONIGHT. Lexi Venter gives an astonishing, wholly believable performance as seven-year-old Bobo (Alexandra) Fuller, who lives on a south African farm with her parents and older sister in the waning days of the Rhodesian Bush War, as national elections loom that will end white rule in Zimbabwe. First-time director Embeth Davidtz, who partly grew up in South Africa, also wrote the script, adapted from Alexandra Fuller’s bestselling 2001 memoir of the same name. On top of that, Davidtz also stars as Bobo’s mother Nicola Fuller.

Set in 1979-1980 and shot in South Africa, DON’T LET’S GO TO THE DOGS TONIGHT depicts things mostly through seven-year-old Bobo’s point of view, with Bobo serving a narrator, and giving us a child’s-eye views of life, racism, war, and the political turmoil that she witnesses growing up on her white family’s hard-scrabble farm in rural Rhodesia. It is the waning days of the long-running Bush War, and the nation is preparing for elections that will transform it.

The film opens with Bobo (Lexi Venter) whispering that her mother Nicola Fuller (Embeth Davidtz) has told her not to sneak into her room at night lest she might be mistaken for a terrorist and accidentally get shot, by her mom, who sleeps with a big gun in case “terrorists” come into the house at night. Bobo worries about going to the bathroom alone at night, fearful of encountering a terrorist in the house in the middle of the night.

Both her heavily-armed parents are focused on defending their farm, and her father Tim (Rob Van Vuuren) is often gone as he serves in the white militia fighting African “terrorists” in the last days of war, even as elections and political changes loom. The long-running war has left Bobo used to the weapons and situation, as she casually helps her father reload his ammo magazines and toys with a grenade, even as her father looks on. Bobo’s hard-drinking mother Nicola is also armed and vigilant against trespassers on their property, while largely ignoring both her daughters, young Bobo and her older sister Vanessa (Anina Hope Reed).

Bobo is left largely to fend for herself, a wild child dressed in cowboy boots and dingy undershirt and shorts, with uncombed hair and dirty face. The seven-year-old roams around the property on her own on her little motorbike, with a BB gun slung across her back in imitation of her parents.

Bobo’s narration offers neutral observations of the world of both white and African adults. Young Bobo is torn between her family and her love of Sarah (Zikhona Bali), one of two African servants the family employs to care for the house, along with Jacob (Fumani N. Shilubana). Sarah does more to care for the little girl and gives her more attention than her neglectful mother or the rest of her family. Bobo alternates between bossing Sarah, in imitation of her parents, and begging Sarah to tell her stories of her African culture. Clearly, Bobo loves Sarah, who is fond of little Bobo. As Sarah wipes Bobo’s smudged her face and gives her the attention she craves, Jacob voices worries about Sarah’s fondness and caring treatment of the white girl, warning that they are being watched by other Africans, who might misconstrue her actions and think she is a collaborator.

The Fullers’ farm is a ramshackle place that has seen better days, and the same can be said for the family in their rundown home. There is also a “going to the dogs” aspect in Nicola’s nightly drinking bouts, which are accelerating. You especially get a sense of the family’s decline when Bobo and her mother visit Nicola’s prim, starched mother (Judy Ditchfield) and her wheelchair-bound father (Peter Terry) in town. Despite grandmother’s nice tea set and decorum, her cold nature is revealed when she barks at her husband, perhaps left mute by a stroke, to be quiet when he tries to speak. Later, wild child Bobo’s polite exchange with an African family who she finds camped on their farm indicates that she did learn some manners.

Lexi Venter is amazing as Bobo, with a naturalness and ease that makes her child’s view comments completely believable, in one of the best child performances in recent memory. When Venter’s Bobo asks her mother Nicola “Are we racists,” after a visit to Nicola’s mother, Bobo’s haughty grandmother, the question is spoken with exactly the right tone, precisely as a young child would ask it, and it elicits a defensive denial from her mother, although that is at odds with what we observe. In every scene, Lexi Venter is completely believable and natural, whether smarting off, clinging to her beloved Sarah, or explaining the world to us, as she see it.

Embeth Davidtz is wonderful as the troubled Nicola, a complicated woman losing her grip on reality and seized with panic about losing their farm. Zikhona Bali is also a stand-out, as warm-hearted Sarah, who can’t help caring for adoring Bobo despite the risks. Unlike Jacob, Sarah is not from the area near the Fuller’s farm but a distant village with a different people and culture, and feels a bit of an outsider. Her time with Bobo is a release from pressures she feels for her as well as the child.

Using a child’s viewpoint allows director Davidtz to explore issues of racism and attachment to the land in deeper way. Although Nicola Fuller was not born in Zimbabwe, she feels a deep attachment to the land, where she has buried at least one child, and has a fierce need to defend it, which unbalances her judgement. In an encounter with an African family camped on the edge of the farm, she reacts with hysterical threats and deaf ears, ignoring them when they say it was their family farm before it was hers.

Having grown up in South Africa from the age of eight, Embeth Davidtz has unique insights on this historical moment and its family drama, although South Africa and Rhodesia took different paths in ending apartheid. The director also felt a link to the family’s story of alcoholism and mental illness. With the casting of the remarkable Lexi Venter as the lead character, Davidtz scores an strong directorial debut with this drama.

DON’T LET’S GO TO THE DOGS TONIGHT offers an elegantly-told family drama that is set at a pivotal moment in southern African history, which is further elevated by a remarkable performance by child actor Lexi Venter and the film’s child’s-eye view exploration of the roots of racism, war, and conflicting bonds to the same land.

DON’T LET’S GO TO THE DOGS TONIGHT, in English and Shona with English subtitles, opens in theaters on Friday, July 18, 2025.

RATING: 3 out of 4 stars

NEIGHBOURS – SLIFF Review

Serhed Khalil as Sero, in the Swiss-Kurdish satiric dramedy NEIGHBOURS, playing at the 2021 St. Louis International Film Festival.
Courtesy of Cinema St. Louis

There is a lot of humor and sly satire in this child-centric tale looking at the roots of hate in the Middle East. Swiss-Kurdish director Mano Khalil’s NEIGHBOURS (“Nachbarn”) is a Swiss film set in Syria 40 years ago, in a small village where Kurdish and Jewish families are neighbors. Actually, at this point, there is only one Jewish family left in the village, although there used to be more, a change due to the increasingly hostile policies of the ruling Syrian Baathist party. Partly based on the director’s bittersweet memories of his own childhood, he captures the joys and heartbreak of childhood and also explores the absurdity of bigotry, antisemitism, and conflict, through the lens of those childhood memories.

“Neighbours” begins with a framing device in the present, where a Kurdish extended family is living in a refugee camp after fleeing the violence in Syria, where they are waiting to hear from someone they reached out to in Switzerland. The reply comes in the form of a picture and a request that the family patriarch (Sherzad Abdulla) identify the people in it. It is not a photo, but a child’s drawing, a drawing that sparks childhood memories of 40 years ago.

The flashback takes us back 40 years to childhood memories, when the middle-aged man was a seven-year-old boy in a small mostly Kurdish village on the Turkish-Syrian border. Starting with the subject of the drawing, little Sero (Serhed Khalil) and his beloved uncle Aram (Ismail Zagros) prank the Turkish border guards by releasing balloons in the Kurdish national colors. It is something sure to enrage the Turkish guards but it otherwise a harmless thumbing their noses at a border that divided Kurdish families, including theirs, and left them outsiders in both countries on either side.

Uncle Aram is Sero’s father’s younger brother, a fun-loving, mischievous young man whom the seven-year-old adores. In their little Kurdish village on the border, everyone knows everyone, and everyone gets along. While the kids tear playfully around the village, the village elders watch and shake their heads about “kids these days.” Sero’s neighbors are a Jewish family who his family has known, and been friendly with, for years. Sero helps them on the Sabbath by lighting the lamps and stove, something his uncle Aram used to do too when he was younger. Once, there were several Jewish families in the village but they are now the only ones left, as others have fled. They would like to leave too but now the Baathist government won’t recognize Jews as citizens or give them passports.

The village is waiting for the arrival of two things: the electrical power and the new teacher. The power lines have been in place for some time and village homes have been wired for electricity but no power has arrived yet. Sero particularly longs for electricity so he can watch cartoons like the kids in the city do – and he continually pesters his parents for a TV.

Still, there is a great deal of humor and the charm in this childhood world of play, although there is a serious side to this dramedy, and tragic events eventually strike. A lot of that charm comes from young Serhed Khalil as Sero, a sweet-faced boy full of mischief and playful joy. But all the cast bring warmth and appeal to their roles, particularly Ismail Zagros as Aram, and Uygurlar Derya as Hannah, the daughter of the Jewish family. The Jewish parents would like to escape Syria, and especially want to get their daughter out, but Hannah does not want to leave her home behind, and particularly her childhood friend Aram.

While there is still no electricity, a new teacher, Wahid Hanouf (Jalal Al Tawil), does arrive. The teacher is a rigid true-believer in Assad’s Baathist party, whose ideology is a mix of communist and pan-Arab ideas, without really being either, but with a big dose of antisemitism. The teacher thinks instilling these antisemitic ideas are as much his job as teaching reading and writing. One of the first things the teacher does is insist that the children only speak Arabic in class and at home. Sero does not much like school anyway but he is really at a loss now when the teacher insists that everyone speak only Arabic, which he neither speaks nor understands. When the teacher starts repeating old antisemitic myths, Sero doesn’t believe what the teacher says about his kindly neighbors, but other children buy in to the lies and other evilness.

The teacher is the outsider who brings hate and antisemitism to the village, and disrupts their quiet lives. He is helped along by a local man who is the village’s sole Baath party member, a membership that gave him a house and a job despite his illiteracy. These two are the primary villains of this child’s-eye-view story but other representatives of the authoritarian government in the story, such as the border guards and bureaucrats, also bring either danger or a callous indifference and corruption. The film has a powerful, satiric punch in its chilling depiction of how hatred is taught, as the teacher indoctrinates his charges in antisemitic ideas that include the old “blood libel.” Sero’s parents and grandparents, and his Jewish neighbors, are the counterbalance to this, with their long friendship and willingness to help each other.

NEIGHBOURS is both a touching, warm human tale laced with humor and childhood appeal, and a pointed satiric look at the roots of hate, not just in Syria. NEIGHBOURS, in Kurdish, Arabic, English and Hebrew with English subtitles, plays at SLIFF on Tuesday, Nov. 9 ,at 7pm and Wednesday, Nov. 10, at 4pm

RATING: 3 out of 4 stars