I'm a filmmaker.
I seem to always have SOME issue with most films.
So when I come across a film that feeds me as well as this film has - I just want to scream its name from the rooftops.
Mirta Farahani!! She is our brilliant one-woman-band seeming to shoot, interview, edit, record sound... and oftentimes her handheld shots feel as if they are only able to approximate the bigger budget locked off framing she would intended. And thus, with each shot I feel the urgency of the story!
A big cumbersome crew would have likely gotten in the way of this intimate, lovely, expressive portrait. How lucky we are that this film exists!
This portrait of a complex, charismatic artist, fearlessly vulnerable, opinionated to the core reaching through the screen and teaching me how deeply one can commit to their craft.
To commit to the point life and art are blurred.
Oh god. Did I just write that?
Yes I did.
Promise me you will do your best not to judge that corny-ass sentence, until you've seen the film. It left me damn near mute, with nothing but a handful of platitudes, pawing for the words to describe the ache in my chest.