My Life My Damage is an advocacy movie from Uche Jombo’s production house. The movie lasts exactly 56 minutes and 36 seconds and I have to say even with such a short duration, the movie was still tedious. It’s a good thing it was under an hour because any extra minute and I wouldn’t have found the motivation to keep on going.
The movie starts very slowly with a girl, Tonto Dikeh, who has just been diagnosed with HIV and then she goes into flashback and tells us how she got to the point where she is now, in front of a doctor. Tonto Dikeh as a crumbling drug-addict was not exactly her best performance and it did nothing to alleviate the pitiable plight of this movie.
The movie dragged and it dragged some more then it dragged all the way to the end as this character spirals down from regular-ambitious to uncontrollable drug addict. The story itself also really doesn’t do much. It doesn’t call up any kind of emotion and it’s hard to connect with the character especially because I really can’t place my finger on any substantial trigger that started the switch in character for the protagonist.
My Life My Damage has a certain documentary feel about it and even at that it still wouldn’t be high on the list of documentaries I’d want to see. At best it comes together as yet another Nollywood USA movies, just this time with more actors that we recognize.
I’d love to say more about the movie but there really isn’t much else to say. It’s a very forgettable movie, and thankfully so, it’s an experience I’d very much like to forget. It doesn’t encourage you to sit and watch it, I almost feel like if I paid money to see this I would probably walk out after the first 10 minutes. It has a great message it’s just that in it’s attempt to send this message forth it plunges its audience into a state of severe boredom.