Free Milly documentary

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Free Milly Documentary Review.
Self-discovery is freedom

By Blessing Mhlanga. 02/02/2020. Sunday. 23:56pm

He is made in his image. He is half human and half God. No, Milly is not being silly. He is the reason for this review and without him there would be no reason. He is the inevitable, he’s finally free and he is the voice and face of the Free Milly  documentary. Here, Milly elaborates the good and the bad of his self-discovery journey, which eventually becomes the foundation of his freedom.    

There’s a common saying that asserts that the greatest tragedy in life is not to die, but to leave without a purpose. I couldn’t help but listen to the Free Milly Documentary over and over again. It features South African rapper, Milly who after finding himself trapped in an ingenuous and false version of himself, due to society’s expectation, is forced to succumb to challenges and anxieties of identity loss.
 I love the flavors of honesty and deep soul confessions from the narrator, in which he reveals his weaknesses (envy, greed, hatred), mistakes and the suitable solutions for his short comings. The main highlight is when he decides to reinvent himself, “to come alive different, better and more refreshed like never before.” This is proof that one may be down but they are surely not out. They can still rise up again and pursue their path to freedom.

  I applaud the narrator for this line, “Acknowledgment is one thing. Rediscovery is a supernatural experience. Rediscovery is letting go of fear because you know it serves no purpose in the inevitable.” This sentiment proposes that the process of self discovery has two parts, the supernatural (God) and the human part. The collaboration is simply this, Mankind has a role to play as much as God does. The outcome of this partnership is directly proportional to the reflection of your character. A key note to remember here is that mankind is the first one to initiate an action towards this partnership. If they (people) hate you or love you, are happy, are sad, are envious - you are the reason. 

Nevertheless, I would like to agree to disagree to the expression that rediscovery is going through everything good and bad and loving every single moment of it. We can love the good but not the bad. If we insist that loving the bad is acceptable, we are encouraging deliberate commitment to acting immorally in the name of self discovery. The mistakes that happened during the process of self discovery cannot be changed, (no one can change the past) should only be accepted as a changeless bygone but not as a glamour to admire.
The documentary was excellently produced and professionally edited. The visuals that include car rides in and around CBD as well as to popular destinations such as Emperor’s Palace, correspond relevantly to the theme of the story, which is, the process and journey of self discovery. The audio/sound was moderately loud and clear, with a smoothly eloquent and genius finish. 

However, I appeal regrettably about the visuals that show some characters puffing smoke from their mouths. This to me, condones the atrocious habit of smoking and substance abuse, especially among the youth. The last visuals show a few gentlemen handshaking and interacting through informal language of the Western. For example there was use of the word, Nigga. I understand that this might be a Hip Hop/rap jargon, but it might be offensive to some viewers and also force the youth to adopt such in their daily interactions. This might also conflict with some religious and African values and cultures. The adoption of Western accent during the interaction in the visuals may suggest ignorance to and undermining of local culture. 

Overall, I found the content to be impeccable. This documentary will surely help the fallen to rise again from the artificial lashes of identity and awake the ignorant to conduct a deep introspection, self evaluation and redefine the meaningful of their existence and purpose. The narrator’s conclusion is simply stunning. It embodies the solution, the answer and the positive outcome of the story. It gives one chills, raises superb eyebrows to the listener and soothes the wounds of a lost soul. It says to them, hey rise up and marry your true identity. It forces the listener to face themselves, to question the genuineness of their soul in relation to their purpose and sets a divine marriage between mankind and his true self.

I’m inspired. Well done, Milly. Watch the full documentary here


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