The film was titled Makossa, and from the very first frame, it commanded the air in the room. The opening sequence was a sweeping, breathtaking panorama of the Douala coastline at dawn. The camera glided over the Atlantic, catching the silver-tipped waves before soaring inland, tracing the rhythmic pulse of a city waking up to the beat of an electric bassline.

The film was titled Makossa, and from the very first frame, it commanded the air in the room. The opening sequence was a sweeping, breathtaking panorama of the Douala coastline at dawn. The camera glided over the Atlantic, catching the silver-tipped waves before soaring inland, tracing the rhythmic pulse of a city waking up to the beat of an electric bassline.

The cinematography was visceral.