This is, perhaps, one of the most sensitive and tender sci-fi movie I have ever seen. To use all of those words in the same sentence seems quite odd; don't get me wrong. There are plenty of aliens, heavy artilery, space ships and neato special effects to qualify the use of the word sci-fi. However, it's the relationship between one of the aliens and a unique hero that makes it indeed touching.
It begins like a regular documentary film. An alien spaceship landed, well hovered, over Johannesburg, South Africa for three months until humans were sent to cut into the ship, where they found sick aliens, presumably workers not leaders, and they were promptly brought down and set up in camps which quickly turned into crime infested ghettos. After the polish wore off, the aliens were referred to as prawns, a derogatory comment to their looks and not treated with the utmost respect. Here begins out story.
