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I recently saw a movie where the stepmother forced a girl to marry a hunter, not knowing he was actually a prince. Then I saw another one where a poor village girl didn’t know the driver she fell in love with was also a prince.
I will like to talk about;
From Nollywood to Asabawood: How an Industry Lost Its Soul
There was a time when Nollywood stood for grit, storytelling, and raw talent. Limited budgets, yes, but powerful scripts, trained actors, and stories that felt Nigerian. Films came from theatre roots, literature, and lived experience. You could feel intention behind the camera.
Then something shifted.
What many now call Asabawood emerged. Not as an evolution, but as a shortcut.
Asabawood actresses are now resorting to BBLs to secure roles and negotiate better pay, while actual acting skill and substance are pushed aside. Talent is no longer the currency; appearance is.
Asabawood is fast, cheap, and loud. Quantity over quality. Scripts are rushed, stories recycled, dialogue lazy. Production has become an assembly line where speed matters more than substance. The goal is no longer to tell a story, but to trend, upload, and move on to the next one.
And here’s the uncomfortable truth many avoid saying out loud.
Casting is no longer primarily about training, theatre background, or acting depth. It increasingly feels like a beauty contest with narrow, unserious criteria. People who studied Theatre Arts, who understand character, stage presence, and storytelling, are sidelined. Meanwhile, roles appear reserved for a certain look, not a certain skill. Talent has been replaced with aesthetics. Craft has been replaced with clout.
This is not progress. It’s decay.
Now compare that with what people loosely call Netflixwood.
When Netflix entered the Nigerian space, it didn’t just bring money. It brought standards. Structured storytelling. Better scripts. Longer development cycles. Accountability. Films made for Netflix are forced to slow down, think, rewrite, rehearse, and respect the audience.
Netflixwood is not perfect, but it rewards preparation. It values directors, writers, and actors who understand the discipline of film. That’s why the difference is obvious within minutes of watching.
Asabawood sells immediacy.
Netflixwood sells intention.
One is built for quick cash and social media hype.
The other is built for longevity and global relevance.
An industry cannot grow when it confuses visibility with value. When it sidelines trained talent for shallow appeal. When it forgets that cinema is first about storytelling, not algorithms.
Nollywood didn’t decline because Nigerians lack talent.
It declined because mediocrity was normalized and speed was rewarded.
Until craft is respected again, Asabawood will keep growing, and Nollywood’s golden identity will remain a memory rather than a standard.
