I´m a great admirer of Erik Gandini´s style. It is always as much poetry as it is documentary, and the way I see it, this "double language" is able to bring so much more to the attention -and wonder!- of the viewer.
This documentary is without any narration or hardly any other kind of explanations. The filmmaker makes himself almost invisible and the only lines of reasoning ever heard are from the interviewees. It is done in a sort of mosaic style, and I can understand that some people -expecting something more explanatory and easy to take in- will find it a jumbled mess.
He raises more questions than he provides you with answers. Many more...and those questions are of the kind that can not be answered FOR you, only (possibly) BY you. And everyone else. He has this quirky skill of making his chosen subject matters practically shine with urgency and existential, philosophical depth. It is quite seductive...and I get sucked in, in awe at the expressive diversity of the world, that he gives a shape, without trying for a fixed form.
This documentary is without any narration or hardly any other kind of explanations. The filmmaker makes himself almost invisible and the only lines of reasoning ever heard are from the interviewees. It is done in a sort of mosaic style, and I can understand that some people -expecting something more explanatory and easy to take in- will find it a jumbled mess.
He raises more questions than he provides you with answers. Many more...and those questions are of the kind that can not be answered FOR you, only (possibly) BY you. And everyone else. He has this quirky skill of making his chosen subject matters practically shine with urgency and existential, philosophical depth. It is quite seductive...and I get sucked in, in awe at the expressive diversity of the world, that he gives a shape, without trying for a fixed form.