A benign look at an African migrant's odyssey 16-year-old Seydou, with his cousin Moussa, takes "a trip" from Dakar, Senegal, to Europe. There are roadblocks along the way. There is a trek across the sand dunes of the Sahara. (I believe that is because the trucks can't get thru, but that is not explained.) There is a ride in an overcrowded boat that takes longer than advertised. There are fake ids that cost more than expected, bribes to be paid, and sophisticated robberies There is a post-robbery robbery, where the migrants are threatened with torture or death, unless they give phone numbers of family members to shake down for ransom. Seydou is lucky to be befriended by a man old enough to be his father, where they manage to be only sold as slaves, and manage to impress their owner enough to be freed.
Seydou eventually reunites with Moussa in Tripoli, and, needing to cross quickly, ends up agreeing to steer the migrant boat in return for passage. Because he is a minor, he can't be prosecuted by European authorities. His instructions: " Just go north, keeping the compass at zero". This is where the title "Me, Captain" comes from.
This is alleged to be a composite story from actual successful migrants, so it comes across as the Biblical trials of Job, as everything possible seems to happen to them. Also, by keeping the film to 2 hours, the audience does not get the experience of the arduousness of the journey. Every event is over in 10-15 minutes, while in the hands of another director, this could be a 3-hour epic.
The dangers of the journey are mentioned - partly by a shaman before he eventually blesses their trip, and partly from the instructions on how to steer if the boat hits rough waters. I kept thinking of episodes of Star Trek Classic, where new officers or crew members are introduced, only to be killed off soon after. However, I consider the overall effect to be "benign", and not the unrelenting horror story it could have been.
I have seen other films about migrants before, though this is the 1st I have seen about the African experience. There is no overall "snakehead", who orchestrates the whole journey. But the route is sufficiently well-known, that at each step along the way, there is someone who solicits passengers, to arrange passage to the next point.
While this is illuminating in the context of the journey, unlike other migrant stories, it does not make me sympathetic to the participants. They are migrants in search of fame and fortune, seduced by images of life in advanced countries, fantasizing about "White people asking for our autographs". At 16, by working as casual labor without family knowledge, they have managed to earn sufficient money (they think) for the trip. Seydou tells his mother that he can send money home from Europe to help the family, when he could have done so immediately with his local earnings.