British made films or serials rarely explore social relations and conditions
in the Caribbean. The two most prominent over the last twenty years have been
the feature film Water (d. Dick Clement, 1985), a dry black comedy, and the
two-part Channel Four drama The Final Passage (1996), which movingly tracked the
mass migration to Britain in the 1950s and the pressures which triggered it.
The Orchid House is a powerful addition to this limited catalogue. Its focus
on the declining power of the white plantocracy on the island of Dominica
between the war years, handled through the prism of an intimate family drama,
has great depth while remaining accessible.
The white Master's return from the great European war, shell-shocked and
drug-addicted, unleashes massive changes in his household, reflecting broader
societal transformations. Symbolically, roles become reversed, as Master becomes
a slave to his dealer, the Haitian Mr Lilipoulala. He retreats into himself, and
a complex gulf opens up with Madam, his Creole wife. His household is
unravelling around him, as daughters Stella, Joan and Natalie flee abroad to
escape their limited horizons.
Their return, twenty years later, shows just how much things have moved on.
Master remains broken and enslaved, formerly subservient Creole friends are
economically in the ascendant, symbolically nursing the ailing whites, while the
black peasants are in revolt. The return of the girls offers a
meditation on the role of whites in the rapidly changing society, the
possibility of redemption for past sins, and actions that might lead to renewal.
Stella kills Lilipoulala to free her father. Radical Joan's way of cleansing the
past is to make cause with Baptiste, the militant teacher son of their former
cook, in order to organise the black peasants to overthrow the social order.
Wealthy Natalie believes that her money can both heal her father and save their
status.
The gorgeous Caribbean setting and high production values of The Orchid House
are a direct result of the biggest budget director Horace Ové has ever had to
play with. While it is always wonderful to look at, some sharp editing might
have heightened the important story at its heart.
Onykachi Wambu
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