This earnest, dull hagiography of 19th century missionary-explorer David Livingstone is written by, directed by and stars Marmaduke Arundel as Livingstone and some decent photography of African animals as, well, Africa.
Molly Rogers, as Livingstone's wife, is hilarious. It doesn't matter whether she is being courted in her father's garden, is dying of thirst in the Kalahari or has just given birth: she maintains the blank half-smile of an old lady roused from her cats to give Hallowe'en sweets (or Guy Fawkes pennies) to grubby children. More an ordeal than a movie. You can avoid this one.
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