An imaginative, perhaps overly chill Portuguese guy with dreadlocks feels stuck in his cinder-block suburb. (Including some locations and even faces we remember from the cult hit Tabu.)

So young Djon scrapes together the Euros to fly to Cape Verde, home of the father he never met, in hopes that the old guy still lives there. Directors Filipa Reis and João Miller Guerra have only made documentaries, and they cast ethnographic eyes over the rocky African archipelago, home to a disproportionate amount of great music, from Cesária Évora to Horace Silver. The picaresque story gets pretty wispy at times, as if the filmmakers ran out of ideas or money. But they compensate with delirious flights of fancy, especially when it comes to Djon’s encounters with beautiful local women.