This is about a passage through a continent filled with the most confusing contrasts: the ageing Soviet jets, on their way to strafe Unita positions against a backdrop of palms and an azure sea; the boy in the Angolan town Viana whose leg had been blown off by a landmine but whose hope and trust seemed to deny the agony of a land torn by bloody warfare; the almost serene stillness of the Tete valley in Mozambique, chilling for its nightmare scenery of burnt-out trucks and its forlorn landscape. Through it, Wender travels deeper into perhaps one of the most inexplicable events and places of this century. Rwanda.