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191215: bleak, brutal- but boppin'boistrous. this is a picture of contemporary Africa, translated from French, about the titular club where all the action goes in the underbelly of an unnamed capital city, in a country whose wealth is in the process of unforgiving pillage. one character is an intellectual, therefore deemed useless by the other who is some kind of scam artist. the narrative wanders around, not really giving a story, but filled with character types- from underage prostitutes to doomed miners, from an amoral voice sometimes annoyed, sometimes impressed, by either character. surreal in the guise of dogs as food and dogs as terrorists... all told in rant, roll, unapologetic reality...