
A ‘talking heads’ documentary can be a bit of a chore when it’s your 33rd film of a festival but the subject matter in Sébastien Lifshitz’s heartfelt documentary keeps you engaged.
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A ‘talking heads’ documentary can be a bit of a chore when it’s your 33rd film of a festival but the subject matter in Sébastien Lifshitz’s heartfelt documentary keeps you engaged.
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This is one of the most heartfelt and inventive documentaries I ever remember seeing.
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Maite Alberdi allows us to travel back-and-forth through the life of writer Augusto Góngora. Part of the documentation and reconciliation after Chile’s fascist junta, his own memories are now scattering with Alzheimer’s.
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Kleber Mendonça Filho takes us on a slow, self referential meander through his home suburb of Recife in Brazil and the history of its cinemas.
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Children are the same everywhere, except the ones living in a Cameroon civil war zone tell stories of people being blown up and make art and drawings about tanks and guns.
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A couple of cinematic hours in a remote, Siberian village is never a bad thing. I still remember the exquisite Ága (2018), an intensely beautiful exploration of silence and subsistence that immersed you in a life that seems far removed from what we think of as Russian culture.
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My heart was full after spending two hours with Amy Ray and Emily Saliers a.k.a. the Indigo Girls.
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Isabel Darling’s The Carnival reminded me of a particular ilk of great Australian documentary storytelling, like Maya Newell’s Gayby Baby (2015) and In My Blood it Runs (2019) and Justine Moyle’s Tall Poppy (2021). The storytellers find a subject or a family who seem absolutely ordinary and build a rapport that allows them to tell the story of how they are extraordinary.
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