This is a lovely, well put together movie, a whole different creature from the average run of goshwow rockumentary or rambling pastiche of concert footage and ex-girlfriend interviews. Think Jason Scott-style documentary of a perfect incarnation of the true spirit of rock and roll, set in the District 9 universe of South Africa.
Fly on The Wall have done a beautiful job of not editorializing, of letting the people involved tell the story themselves. They have also done a beautiful job of including the interesting bits of the story. Which is as perfect a rock story as one could ever hope to write, a rock and roll comic book heroes movie, where the heroes speak their mind and it actually matters, real change ensues.
It is not a movie about a particular style of music, there are a few music clips (translated, bless them!) but not so much that it would be tedious if you don't actually enjoy the band. It's a movie about the transformative power of real and eloquent honesty, of people freed to say what they think. There is, for instance, one clip of a TV interviewer taking advantage of his new freedom to say 'fokof' on the air which is absolutely priceless.
It would stand on its own as a fictional movie, an oddly-accented local heroes rock fantasy movie, an inspiring story about triumph of the human spirit without any of that awful overdramatizing that infests the mainstream. It is also quite real. Fokofpolisiekar are still out there. They dealt with the natural tendency to want to do side projects by doing side projects without breaking up over it, and eventually doing shows with the mother band and all the assorted side projects all doing sets (VanFokKingTasties, which is wordplay on the individual band names). They released a biography this year and are playing London and Amsterdam as well as a local tour.
For a more informed and eloquent review I refer you to Thomas Okes, just google 'fokof on film mahala'.