The public parts of my notebook.
A documentary by Michael Glawogger . It features people who live in Mumbai, New York, Moscow or Mexico City. It has some very beautiful pictures in it. It has some very moving scenes: the hustler trailing off as he goes on the nod, the dye sifter becoming covered in red, then blue, then yellow. A number of scenes are ultra-documentary-but-fake reenactments of things that allegedly happened before the camera was switched on. This fabrication undermines one’s empathy with the subjects and appreciation of the beauty.