There are many horrific scenes in Michael Caton-Jones powerful depiction of the Rwandan massacre in 1994. Perhaps the worst in this story, based on real life events, is when a BBC journalist admits that she has not shed a single tear over the corpses of Rwandans strewn across the country.
In a moment of brutal honesty she confesses 'when I was in Bosnia I cried everyday. I looked at the white faces of women dead in the gutter and thought that could be my mother. In Rwanda I look at the bodies and I think it's just dead africans. Doesn't that sound awful?'
Is that why Rwanda was ignored? Because we've got so used to seeing dead Africans on our TV screens? That's just one of the questions the film raises. With a Catholic priest, brilliantly portrayed by John Hurt, at the story's centre it also asks where was God in all this and, in a remarkable way, finds an answer.
I can't commend this film enough take your church group, house group, youth or school group to see it. Certificate 15