Uche Jombo’s Club Papas Birthday Bash

By David Ajiboye. Photos by Niyi Tabiti.

Mercy Johnson celebrates with Uche Jombo

Mercy Johnson celebrates with Uche Jombo.

Nollywood’s star actress and Best Actress of 2008 (Afrohollywood Award, London), Uche Jombo, was a year older on 28 December, but she chose to celebrate the day on Friday the 2nd of January 2009 at Club Papas in Victoria Island, Lagos with colleagues and well wishers.

It was all fun as Uche welcomed guests with smiles and the party lasted until the early morning hours of Saturday, January 3rd 2009.

Happy birthday Uche!

Party guest celebrates with Uche Jombo.
Party guest celebrates with Uche.
Ramsey Nuah, friends, and Uche at the party. Photo by Niyi Tabiti.

Ramsey Nouah, friends, and Uche at the party.

 

Guests dance the night away at Uche Jombo's birthday party.

Guests dance the night away at Uche Jombo's birthday bash.

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Stars Can’t Save Area Mama Script

By Ali Baylay

The second major location in Area Mama (De-Kross Movies) introduces the viewer to an ill-clad wife, Adanne (Mercy Johnson), as she sits in a barren living room feeding her son with garri when her husband drunkenly staggers into the room and jumps on her in a fight. The abuse continues until Adanne bloodies the husband’s forehead before escaping with her son from the scene. At her aunt’s home, Celia, her globe-trotting drug courier cousin who doesn’t believe in “stupid marriages” and thinks “a woman’s life is not all about marriage,” volunteers to take Adanne to the city. In Lagos, she hands Adanne over to Mama Gee who manages a household of Ashawos (prostitutes). What Adanne is about to find out is that “In Lagos every dog eats shit” as Celia will later tell her.

A producer means business when he casts two top billing actresses, Eucharia Anunobi (UK) and Mercy Johnson, and crowns them up with Patience Ozukwor. I mean Mama Gee, the mother of Nollywood films. The trio can set any screen afire and they manage to pull off one poorly written screenplay in Area Mama.

An unguarded women’s liberation this story is, though. Adanne runs from an abusive marriage in exchange for running the streets of Lagos, even to the point of sleeping with men whose “concern for a prostitute is the action and not any emotional problem”; Celia (Eucharia Anunobi) condemns marriage but traffics drugs from one continent to another while she keeps a gigolo in her bed; and Mama Gee (Patience Ozukwor) runs a brothel and finances a younger man as she sits in loneliness and drinks her life away. One must assume there is something missing in the lives of these so-called liberated women.

Mercy Johnson, who made her screen debut in Kenneth Nnobue’s The Maid , recently interviewed for the AfricanMovieStar.com, denied sleeping with the top brass in Nollywood, but in Area Mama she learns fast at playing an excellent hooker. However, the poor screenplay couldn’t allow the Igbira babe to give a stellar performance.

Area Mama is a story with universal lessons: One can never run away from the truth as evidenced in the personal experience of Adanne. She escapes an abusive husband but ends up in brothel servicing an abusive patron. Second, money can’t bring happiness as Celia with all the fleet of cars and the mansion would come to find out that while she’s away slugging it out like a man and trafficking drugs between continents, the gigolo she leaves at home entertains prostitutes in her bed – monkey wok baboon eats. Lastly, the irony of Mama Gee stuffing her little cache with Naira made off of a stable of innocent girls, a table in front of her full of imported liquor, and drinking herself to death does not spell happiness. The first time Mama Gee appears in this movie, she’s alone and she ends up alone at the end of the story.

Area Mama isn’t a redemption song for the African woman nor is it an advise for the woman in abusive marriage. To an extent, it tells the viewer the level Adanne falls from grace by following the footpath of Mama Gee and Celia; that running a brothel, no matter how lucrative, can be a lonely one. And the fleet of cars and a mansion bought with drug money buys Celia fake friends.

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Corporate Maid

By Ali Baylay

It’s Mercy Johnson again! This time she’s a three-dimensional character in a convoluted story. She plays Miss Rose, a straight-jacketed English maid who has a lesbian affair with the lady of the house; then she sleeps with the husband of the house and tops it off by sleeping with the house cook in her quarters. Corporate Maid explores comedy, tragedy and lesbianism.

In this African film, the whining wife of Chris (Van Vicker) is never satisfied with the services of the maids in their marble-laden mansion. To train her maids to be staff of her dreams, she hires a trainer (Miss Rose) to get her three maids into shape. The training starts well enough as soon as Miss Rose joins the household.

It is a hilarious ride from the moment the film fades in. Then comes news of the Chris’s death in a plane crash and the comedy comes to an abrupt end. Chris’s parents intend to claim the property and his wife hurries to take charge of his papers before they beat her to it.  Miss Rose gets in the mix with a lesbian affair with her boss lady, as she consoles her in her demise.  But when the husband reappears Miss Rose lures him into bed too, and finally ends the sexual escapades in the guest room with the house cook (Charles Unoji). She escapes the mansion in shame and the movie ends.

Corporate Maid crashes as a comedy when news of Chris’s imminent plane crash reaches the household. The crash incident in the story completely reroutes this comic story into exploring lesbianism in African films. The comic stunts of Charles Inoji captivate the viewer taking us on that ride into the kingdom where we temporarily put away our worries, then boom! Tragedy strikes and it’s not even a comic type. No film captures viewers by dropping tragedy into the middle of a comedy. Especially when the tragedy occurs to their beloved star Van Vicker.

To expect the African viewer, your target audience base, to view lesbianism on screen and at the same time laugh about it is unrealistic. On first viewing it, they will likely revolt. To most it’s an abomination! In the middle of the film, I expect they would take a bathroom break or simply stop watching. The comedy is out the door, replaced by a serious social debate: lesbianism versus our African sexual tolerance.

Corporate Maid starts out as a farce with hearty laughable scenes but goes on to explore uncharted social waters that could as well be Modern African Cultural Studies 101. Better yet, let’s call this flick Desperate Maid.

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