It is not the testimony who you expect. It is not the story with moralistic end. It represents only a honest and not comfortable portrait of racism, care of a mother and the price, the real price of acceptance. And, more important, it is not the story of a black child told at older age but a portrait of early years in which the new home, after a tragedy near your family or the hostility of new neighbours is painful familiar for many. A not easy film, using, for a clear and direct message, the sacrifice of artistic virtues of documentary. The story of Cornelius Walker.