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 We started this latest conversation with laughter. He was fresh back from Italy—“hectic, not a vacation,” he said—and I teased him about the watermelon crop he once showed me when he was experimenting in the countryside. That’s the thing about Mandla: his life is always rooted somewhere in the land, history, and struggle, even when he’s jetting between Johannesburg, Bologna, and Tokyo. When I reconnect with Mandla Dube, it feels less like an interview and more like catching up with a longtime brother-in-arms. We’ve known each other for decades, swapped calls across continents, argued over cinema, and dreamed about projects that might take years to manifest. That’s the rhythm with Mandla—he’s always been playing the long game.   LINK TO FULL ARTICLE BY FLOYD WEBB IN BFM