The Wound review – raw pain and challenge of male circumcision drama | Film

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The Wound of the title has a number of metaphorical applications, mostly to do with the agony involved in suppressing the truth about your sexuality, and also in revealing it. It could be a symbol for the secret emotional pain that exists alongside the male aggression and male adventure that is effectively using it as fuel, maybe calling to mind Philoctetes, the warrior in the Iliad, abandoned by his comrades on the remote island of Lemnos before the Trojan war because of a noxious suppurating wound and yet rescued because his magical bow is needed.

It is an intimate and boldly transgressive drama from the white South African director John Trengove, about circumcision and initiation rituals. Kwanda (Niza Jay Ncoyini) is a Xhosa city kid from Johannesburg whose father, Khwalo (Gabriel Mini), thinks he is getting a little too pampered. So he arranges for his son to have the traditional circumcision – not in a hospital, but on a remote mountain, a retreat with other young “initiates” who will be cut and then live in huts for the week or so that it will take their wounds to heal, bonding, and promising never to speak again about what they have experienced. They will be under the disciplinarian control of elders or mentors who are effectively volunteers, eagerly taking time away from their own dull jobs to administer this traditional rite of passage – and maybe relive something they have come to think of as the most intensely real experience of their lives.

Bongile Mantsai and Nakhane Touré in The Wound.

Conflicted … Bongile Mantsai and Nakhane Touré in The Wound. Photograph: Allstar/Kino Lorber

Xolani (Nakhane Touré) is Kwanda’s mentor – but it becomes clear that, far from being calmly at ease with his own supposed mature masculinity, as someone who has himself gone through this ritual, Xolani is deeply conflicted. This mountain is the only place where he can have sex with another mentor, the more macho Vija (Bongile Mantsai), who is married with children. These men have known each other since boyhood, and coming out here for this ritual is almost a kind of “Brokeback” holiday for their otherwise unexpressed sexualities. The film even suggests obliquely that there is a natural way of soothing the young initiates’ raw wounds which has become a key undiscussed initiation in itself. Moreover, Kwanda himself is gay, wishes to be open about it and is impatient with this ritualised denial. He tells Xolani that he himself is the real man, not these supposed elders whose rituals are regressive and avoidant – a way of retreating from actual manhood.

Even without these complicating factors, the spectacle of circumcision is startling. The boys are wrapped in traditional blankets. When the doctor comes with his blades, they are curtly told to “Spread!”, and when the act itself is performed, they are expected to bear the agony stoically, and to cry out in a kind of triumph: “I am a man!” The film challenges the audience’s instincts – if we have chosen this moment to feel that it is a legitimised cycle of abuse, then we might also remember that male circumcision is a tradition well rooted in the white cultures of Europe and North America. It is, incidentally, impossible to miss the slight but distinct resemblance to US campus fraternity associations with their submissive “pledges”.

As Xolani, Touré’s performance has a kind of pointed introspection. The opening sequence shows that his job as a fork-lift driver in a warehouse is something he does competently enough, but it has nothing like the intensity of this ritual, or the sense of status and prestige. He is not married, and does not appear to have a relationship. His feelings about all this are not easily readable – but perhaps no more inscrutable than Mantsai’s more boisterous and conventionally settled Vija, who has a family, and appears to take this licensed break from heterosexuality less seriously – or at any rate, less seriously as long as there is no prospect of these pleasures being taken away from him. Kwanda’s candour has opened up a new kind of tension between these secret lovers. He has, in fact, provided them with an initiation more painful, more authentic, than anything they suffered as teenagers.

“Coming of age” is usually a syrupy Hollywood genre, and it’s bracing to find it given such an unsentimental expression – and to see that it applies not only to adolescents, but to adults, too.

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