Lourenço Marques Shall Fall

Still drunk on the unfulfilled promises of independence, a former liberation fighter is visited one night by a figure from his own past.

As a young Mozambican, the country I inherited is different from the one once dreamed of. There's a tension in how my generation sees that country against how the generation before us does, between what independence promised and what it became. The soldiers who gave themselves to the liberation struggle carried a set of ideals with them, a vision of what the country was meant to be. I'm drawn to what happens to those ideals decades later. Do they still stand, or have they quietly lost their footing against the country that actually exists today?

That question is where Lourenço Marques Shall Fall started: a man who fought in the war and gave everything to those ideals, now living in denial of a present that contradicts the world he dreamed of. He's still living in the past, still intoxicated by the spirit of liberation, by the atmosphere of those years under Samora Machel's leadership, unable to reconcile that memory with the country in front of him.