…and I mean it in every sense of the word.
It is movies like Chief Daddy that encourage young men to aspire to be wealthy solely for the end of acquiring as many tasty women as they possibly can.
Yes, I do not like this movie, and apart from the fact that I am also a teacher and have studied humans in their most natural and undiluted form, and can see how people in general can easily become whatever they are or will be, this movie is simply disturbing!
Thankfully, it has a few lessons to teach, which hopefully are not clouded by the intoxicating shows of grandeur to misguided viewers.
Polygamy has always been a sensitive issue in civilized settings, and still has a huge number of people frowning at it – well, people with a great sense of mind – however, there are many more seemingly great people who believe it is the way to go, like Mr. Beecroft aka Chief Daddy. He is very well achieved, and that does not just come by easily. He must have made great use of his mind over the course of his life, which is what brings him to the master-plan he has for his property.
Where there is a mine, there are gold-diggers, and it appears that almost every character in this movie is a gold digger; always excited about what next there is to gain from the big pot. It is no surprise too that they all quickly get over Chief Daddy’s death – a lot is at stake for the taking!
A gold-digger is also a fraud, so yes, there are so many more dishonest, unsettling dealings in this movie. Then again, we are all humans, acting based on the situations we find ourselves in, most times, acting based on the situations we place ourselves in.
While watching this movie on Netflix, I paused when it was about 30 minutes left to go, and I was like, wow, nothing has happened yet and the movie is almost over! The filmmaker had been busy playing around the hysterical reactions everyone has concerning the death of Chief Daddy and the reading of the Will.
That’s basically what this movie is about: similar characters with similar driving forces and similar goals. Only a few have noble intentions, but they do not even seem to shine through at all.
This filmmaker is fond of introducing characters that seem like afterthoughts in his movies and he doesn’t fail to do the same with Chief Daddy. I might be forced to believe at this moment that this is his style, but it seems too silly to be part of the whole plan, so I’ll just stick with them being afterthoughts. Here, the caretaker’s daughter is introduced at that 30-minutes-to-go time and is made to fall in love with Chief Daddy’s first ever son. Something is hopefully meant to blossom from here, but it all seems so bleak and cliché.
It seems the filmmaker has set a backstory for Chief Daddy 2 with the last scene of this movie. Hopefully, the tale will be more of a story worth seeing than this.
There are no redeeming qualities for any of the characters in this movie, yet another reason why I don’t like it. They all have set goals, which they are dedicated to through and through; they are not redeeming either.
It is a shame though that this filmmaker doesn’t allow us meet Mr. Beecroft well enough to understand the situations surrounding the sordid decisions he made with his wife and concubines when he was alive, perhaps, this story isn’t about him, then again, it is.
Perhaps, we need to see each of the times Beecroft was pushed to the wall, paving way for his finding solace with the next concubine, but even his messages don’t seem to insinuate any of that. What a reckless life he lived that even his apologies do not compensate for!
We don’t know these mistresses. I repeat, we don’t know these people. Beecroft calling Tomato this, Pepper that, and Ice Coco whatever, does not tell much about the character, neither do the one liners that describe what they were before they met Chief Daddy!
They are nothing but popular faces in the industry.
Maybe the filmmaker needs to reason this: if these weren’t popular faces, would the movie still make sense to him?
So many times I waited to witness when the Beecroft musician would speak normally. The only time we imagine that he actually can is when Chief Daddy asks the caretaker why his son is speaking that way. Asides that, it seemed like he lacks the ability to speak like a normal Nigerian to even his mother. It would be nice if there was an establishment of an environment he had lived in for many years to serve as the excuse for such accent, but there isn’t.
Asides this, every dialogue else seems to be in place, every spoken reaction in order, and every argument chain sensible.
This seems to be a stronghold for the filmmaker, if only he were that strong in every other area of script.
Like I had earlier complained, it seemed the movie had not gone anywhere at the moment of 30-minutes-to-go, and it was quite worrisome. There appeared to still be quite a lot to resolve and even to unravel, and it seemed like it would all just be rushed, but it wasn’t. It was just something else, which made all the established situations from earlier look like baseless whims.
There is also too much time spent on some scenes that could rather be shortened, especially the party scene in the end.
It is not even a long movie, why does it feel so damn long?!
In the end, this movie is nothing but reckless, with little value for humanity and where it should be headed – a complete societal menace.
Isedehi Aigbogun, also known as ISD, is a staunch academic, holding a B.A., M.A., and PhD (in view) in English Language.
She’s a Screenwriter, Screenplay Analyst, Consultant, and Film Scriptic.