Pistorius

The Dream that is Nelson Mandela’s ‘Rainbow Nation’ is born out of a deformed apartheid South Africa; an overwhelmingly black country ruled for over 100 years by a tiny white minority; among whom is a young Oscar. A baby boy born without the use of his two feet, but who somehow rises to unique athletic success; becoming a unifying symbol for both his country and for sport around the world.

Valentine's Day, 2013: just over five months after the triumphs of London 2012, four shots are fired in the early hours of the morning. The door to Oscar’s bathroom has been destroyed. The body of his girlfriend lies prostrate on the floor downstairs. Oscar stands on his stumps in the garage, covered in her blood. The world wakes up.

A Good Day to Tell You That I Love You, but how much of the relationship was about love? That is the question posed by the state as they lead evidence against him; a parade of ex-girlfriends, gangsters, guns and signs of abuse. But the defense shows the ‘commonplace’ nature of such shootings in South Africa; and how Oscar, a man without a motive, had more reason to be fearful of crime than most.

The Man Who Wasn't There, that is, according to Judge Masipa’s verdict, the 'person’ who Oscar fired at; as she declares him 'innocent' of Reeva Steenkamp's murder, instead finding him guilty for the lesser offence of culpable homicide. But as Oscar and his family rejoice, the prosecution doesn’t rest - launching appeal after appeal in a search for justice and for the truth, however ambiguous.