How beautiful is the Afrikaans word; SPELONK. The English translation being, a cave or a grotto. Or the Afrikaans word; SPELONKagtig, that translates to, cavernous. And my personal favourite, as it resonates with my being; SPELONK bewoner, meaning cave dweller or Troglodyte. This last word, Troglodyte which in Afrikaans is; hermiet, kluisenaar and troglodiet. So, SPELONK, the title of the new film currently in development by the hugely talented and creative force, Desmond Denton who has amassed an impressive portfolio in his young life. Desmond is definitely the one to watch. His relentless pursuit of creating world class entertainment is admirable, to say the least. His passion for good story telling is like a breath of fresh air in the somewhat jaded local creative landscape. The world he creates in SPELONK is a futuristic but all too realistic view of the future of the world if it continues on the runaway path it’s currently on. It’s the story about survivors in a post-apocalyptic environment. A world where excitement and danger is de rigour. A world we will recognise but hope to never live in. Our world. And yes, there are trogs, loners, weirdoes, fearless women and men, who have to face their own and sometimes all too real demons. And they will do whatever it takes in order to survive. This is an ambitious attempt by the writer/director of SPELONK, Desmond Denton, to awaken South African audiences and to shake them out of their weary, ‘maar net nog n Afrikaans fliek’, slumber. Exciting, fast paced, sexy, intelligent. A peak at our not so impossible future. It’s like nothing we have ever seen from a local film maker. And ambitious because it is an entirely created world where nothing is as it was before. Where people will fight to the death for a piece of the last and very limited natural resources. A world that’s become harsh and unfriendly. Where people kill out of necessity, and form alien and unsavoury alliances for survival. And SPELONK is also a world where fearless women and men with untamed hearts roam the barren landscape searching for meaning and passion. Searching for a foothold in a world that’s not for the weak and fearful. This film is going to take your breath away and take you on the ride of your life. A Film that’s going to make you think about yourself and the world we live in in a whole new way. The future is near. SPELONK will bring it to your life. Remember this word; SPELONK.
ABOUT ZOLIE MARKEY
To write a short bio of oneself. To refer to one’s self in the third person. To stay unbiased. To prevent sounding too blasé on the one hand and to not wax lyrical on the other. Funny how hard it is for me to talk about myself. To tell who I really am yet stay in the context of the intended reader. The words that serve as a sales pitch for you. One could be glib; I am more than the sum of my parts. Mythological; I am that which is. Whimsical; I am just a girl standing in front of you wanting to be loved. Clever; has hidden depth within the vortex of my sole. Or honest; I am brave or practical; I am a writer, director, actress, mother and widow. Do these different versions of the practical me way up in equal measurements? That would take a visit to a shrink. So let me simplify things and let’s just talk about my passion. That which makes me come alive. That thing that makes me tingle all over like the first date with your brand new, very handsome, sexy and vigorous lover to be. I can remember that. That thing is…. Drumroll please… Making movies! Creating and bringing to life stories for other people to watch and judge me by. A place than can be as scary as it is exciting. A place I feel alive in. I don’t expect you to understand the depth of my love and passion for movies. Let me try and explain. Creating a story can feel, at times, easy for me. The audience’s expectations, what’s going on the world, what is currently fashionable in Hollywood and at home, what’s in the heart of disenfranchised South Africans and people all over the world and what can do to spread ones creative tentacles to reach the hearts and minds of audiences across borders, well that’s a little more daunting. So where did this thing, this passion, this that makes me tingle, that thing, where did it come from? I suppose it started when as a 5 year old, going on 40, child my grandma would drop me every Saturday morning without fail, in front of the Roxy, the only cinema in Uitenhage. For her it meant a couple of hours‘ reprieve from a busy little girl and for me it meant the world of wonders. I felt very independent, grown up. So much so that I stole a pair of my mother’s pantyhose and would slide them in the ladies toilet the minute I had bought my ticket. I could have fitted my entire body into those pantyhose. The other kids would stare and snigger at the bunched up pantyhose feet sticking out of my little open toed sandals but I was unfazed by their mirth. And then there was/is fate. When I turned 9, and had long grown out of my pantyhose fetish (for good I might add)) I joined my mom and her brand new husband in Natal. His house was being renovated to make place for his new instant family and we stayed in the Berea Lido Hotel for what felt to me like forever. It was here that I one day sauntered past the dance hall of the Hotel and first heard and then saw a taping of the radio show, Pick a Box. I stood there staring with wide eyes. Years later I would be in a Disney movie with Peter Lotus and after that I was one of the leads in a Television series called Winchester with Maureen O Dair and Roger Service who played my mom and dad in the show. These were the 3 people I saw that day at the Berea Lido Hotel when I was nine, and remarkably they remembered me. Or, it could have been the time when as a high school teenager I saw the play ‘Die van Aardes van Grootoor, written by and starring Pieter Dirk Uys and Magda Beukes. It was the very paly I starred and was directed by Pieter Dirk Uys a few years later. This then is where it began. This is my world. The place I breathe easy. The place that terrifies and elates me in equal measures. The only thing that has never left me. The thing that I think loves me back. The world of entertainment. Movies. To write them, to create them, to direct them, to produce them. I can’t imagine doing anything else.