Documentaries

Thunder Soul

Thunder Soul (Director: Mark Landsman): Winner of the Audience Award at this year’s Hot Docs Canadian International Documentary Film Festival, Landsman’s pro­file of the Kashmere Stage Band and its iconic leader Conrad O. “Prof” Johnson wisely keeps the music front and centre. In the early 1970s, Kashmere High School in Houston, Texas was the home of a unique musical exper­i­ment. Music teacher “Prof” Johnson began to incor­porate the funk and R&B music his stu­dents were listening to into the school band’s rep­er­toire in the late 1960s, and a few years later, the all-black band were win­ning com­pet­i­tions all over the United States against other school bands who played mostly “soft jazz” or “big band” music.

About ten years ago, record label owner and funk arch­ivist Eothen “Egon” Alapatt dis­covered some old vinyl LPs the band self-produced strictly for his­tor­ical pur­poses. Working with “Prof” he was able to put out the com­pil­a­tion Texas Thunder Soul 1968–1974 which went on to become a hit, espe­cially among DJs who eagerly sampled the band’s music in their own work.

The film­maker came along just as some mem­bers of the old band were plan­ning a reunion to honour “Prof,” now 92 and in ill health. More than two dozen mem­bers from the band’s most acclaimed period reunited, des­pite the fact that some of them hadn’t played any musical instru­ment in more than 30 years. But as “Prof” boasts in the film, he taught them so well that it would all come back to them, and the climax of the film is the reunited band’s per­form­ance, still fresh and funky after all these years. It’s a tribute to “Prof” but it’s also a powerful doc­u­ment about what arts edu­ca­tion can mean to stu­dents. During the period of the band’s suc­cess, other pro­grams and teams at the school also excelled, and the gradu­ation rate soared.

Sadly, the school’s band now struggles along with just 8 stu­dents and a crim­in­ally small budget. Landsman’s hope for the film is not only to honour mentors like “Prof” but to advocate for better funding of arts edu­ca­tion in the public schools. His job is made easier by the sheer joy and bounce of the music and of the people playing it.

Official site of the film

Here is the Q&A with dir­ector Mark Landsman from after the screening, con­ducted by Hot Docs asso­ciate pro­grammer Dannielle Dyson:

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Duration: 12:13

8/10(8/10)

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Autumn Gold (Herbstgold)

Autumn Gold (Herbstgold) (Director: Jan Tenhaven): The very defin­i­tion of a crowd-pleaser, Autumn Gold was greeted with a standing ova­tion and thun­derous applause at its world premiere screening. It’s a can’t-miss for­mula. Follow five ath­letes, all over 80 years of age, as they pre­pare for the World Masters Athletics Championships, held in 2009 in Lahti, Finland. Though it com­bines two very shop­worn doc­u­mentary ele­ments (eld­erly sub­jects, a big com­pet­i­tion), the film man­ages to tran­scend the for­mula by keeping its focus very much on the par­ti­cipants in the present and not delving too deeply into their past lives.

Our first intro­duc­tion to each of the five ath­letes is to join them as they train. The first thing we realize is that these are all ser­ious ath­letes, and that these games are not just about par­ti­cip­a­tion. There is real com­pet­i­tion, and our sub­jects are seeking not only gold medals but world records. And most of these folks have been ath­letes for a very long time.

Youngest is Jiri Soukup, an 82-year-old high jumper from the Czech Republic. His ambi­tion is to clear a height of 1 metre. Watching the scenes with his wife was charming. The best part of Jiri’s workouts is when he comes home after­wards to a soothing mas­sage from his sweet­heart. Though she wor­ries about him injuring him­self, she knows that he’s an ath­lete and that he won’t stop competing.

85-year-old Ilse Pleuger, from Germany, is a world-class shot putter, hoping to break the 6 metre bar­rier and win gold. The death of her beloved hus­band motiv­ated her to train and com­pete even harder.

The age­less Italian Gabre Gabric, still glam­ourous and flex­ible, refuses to reveal her age. “What’s an old woman? Who’s sup­posed to be an old woman? Not me!” she says. She’s a vet­eran of the discus, and hoping to break 13 metres.

With a twinkle in his eye, 93-year-old sprinter Herbert Liedtke tells you he still has an eye for the ladies. And more than just an eye. Although the Stockholm native is training hard for the 100m dash, he’s still looking for a girl­friend, too.

Most mira­cu­lous of all is 100-year-old Austrian Alfred Proksch, still throwing the discus; that is, when he’s not painting nude women in his studio.

And though he’s not fea­tured in the film, you will be awed by the incred­ible Italian Ugo Sansonetti. His appear­ance at the com­pet­i­tion was nothing short of jaw-dropping for a variety of reasons.

Each of these char­ac­ters could have car­ried a film by them­selves. What they have in common is that they are all both lit­er­ally and fig­ur­at­ively com­fort­able in their skins. They recog­nize that they are slowing down, that their bodies are no longer as effi­cient as they used to be. But they also recog­nize that what’s most important is their drive to com­pete, and by com­peting with ath­letes their own age, they can still win medals and achieve world records. Recognizing that they may only have a few years left has helped these ath­letes focus more intently on their short-term goals. It’s both touching and inspiring to see how each of them has lived and con­tinues to live their life to the fullest.

Official site of the film

Here is the Q&A with dir­ector Jan Tenhaven from after the screening, con­ducted by Hot Docs pro­grammer Myrocia Watamaniuk:

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8/10(8/10)

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Casino Jack and the United States of Money

Casino Jack and the United States of Money (Director: Alex Gibney): If you like your polit­ical intrigue mired in the cess­pool of cor­rup­tion and gov­ern­mental incom­pet­ence then look no fur­ther than Casino Jack and the United States of Money, the latest doc­u­mentary from dir­ector Alex Gibney (Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room and Taxi to the Dark Side). Casino Jack… exam­ines the rise and fall of Jack Abramoff, the Washington super-lobbyist who is now fin­ishing up a four-year prison sen­tence after being con­victed of tax eva­sion, fraud, and con­spiracy charges. Abramoff and his crooked deal­ings are the focus, but Gibney also takes a peri­pheral view of the strange world of high-powered lobbying.

The film lays out a fairly dense land­scape of quickly-paced polit­ical facts and fig­ures, with a whirl­wind of inter­views involving former Abramoff asso­ci­ates, out­siders, and journ­al­ists who exposed his abuses of power. The central figure him­self is con­spicu­ously absent (for the most part), aside from the numerous archival clips and pho­to­graphs shown. Extensive inter­views with Abramoff were, in fact, con­ducted for the film, but prison rules pro­hib­ited him from being recorded. The film doesn’t suffer greatly from his rel­ative absence, and his side of things is provided through a voice-over from actor Stanley Tucci (actor Paul Rudd also con­trib­utes a voice-over for Michael Scanlon, a former Abramoff associate).

Abramoff is a very col­ourful char­acter — it’s no sur­prise to learn that a fea­ture film about him is due later this year, star­ring Kevin Spacey. The title being used, Casino Jack, has become a matter of dis­pute between its film­makers and Gibney. At age 12, after watching Fiddler on the Roof, Abramoff con­verted to Orthodox Judaism. Later years saw him obtain a law degree, become chairman of the rad­ical College Republican National Committee (a group of “free market extrem­ists” united by the Reagan Revolution that also included future Republican heavy­weights Karl Rove, Grover Norquist, and Ralph Reed, who espoused belief in min­imal gov­ern­ment and unreg­u­lated cap­it­alism), and even­tual ascen­sion to right-hand man to prom­inent Republican and one-time House Majority Leader Tom DeLay. DeLay, after his own fall from grace, could most recently be seen evis­cer­ating what little remained of his repu­ta­tion by appearing on “Dancing With The Stars”. Abramoff’s polit­ical career arc is inter­rupted by a ten-year stint as a Hollywood writer and pro­ducer — his most, uh, note­worthy credit is Red Scorpion, the schlocky 1989 Dolph Lundgren vehicle. His Hollywood past is humour­ously alluded to in an email shown at the begin­ning of Casino Jack…, where Abramoff writes to Gibney, “No one watches doc­u­ment­aries. You should make an action movie!”.

The lobbyist’s down­fall is care­fully dis­sected, providing an impressive exam­in­a­tion into Abramoff’s biggest blunder: the sys­tem­atic bilking of American Indian tribes who got into the casino busi­ness and needed his influence-peddling to sus­tain their oper­a­tions. Incriminating emails point to the cal­lous greed at the heart of his motiv­a­tion, including one where he laughs at their obli­vi­ous­ness to his fraud­u­lent billings by stating “stupid people get wiped out”. Other mor­ally dubious polit­ical deal­ings involve Abramoff’s lob­bying on behalf of sweat­shop owners in the Northern Marianas Islands (a US ter­ritory), a mis­guided attempt to con­vert the islands into a land of flour­ishing cap­it­alism, and a shady busi­ness deal involving a floating casino oper­a­tion known as SunCruz Casinos that involved the former owner being murdered. Abramoff’s ability to carry on the way he did, for as long as he did, is per­fectly summed up by a quote from a former dis­graced asso­ciate: “Jack Abramoff could sweet-talk a dog off a meat truck”.

It can be a chal­lenge to absorb everything coming at you and not be over­whelmed by the story’s wide scope, espe­cially with a run­ning time of two hours. Gibney wisely inserts some clever graphics, film clips (including Mr. Smith Goes to Washington and Patton), and recog­niz­able songs (including “Enter Sandman”, “Watching The Detectives”, and “Burning Down The House”) to dilute all of the heavy politi-speak hit­ting the viewer and alle­viate the oppressive ser­i­ous­ness of the film’s sub­ject matter. Getting through Casino Jack… may be daunting for some, but it is a sobering eye-opener into the world of lob­bying and the pro­found influ­ence it has on American politics.

Official site of the film

7/10(7/10)

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Babies

Babies (Director: Thomas Balmès): I’d been enchanted by the trailer since I first saw it a few months ago. Described by its pro­ducer and ori­gin­ator Alain Chabat as “a wild­life film [about] human babies,” this doc­u­mentary observes four babies in dif­ferent parts of the world as they grow from birth to their first steps. Ponijao from Namibia and Bayarjargal from Mongolia live in wide-open rural envir­on­ments while Mari from Tokyo and Hattie in San Francisco grow up in more struc­tured urban set­tings. The film is strictly obser­va­tional; there is no voi­ceover and any par­ental dia­logue is pur­posely kept in the back­ground. What the film accom­plishes well is to allow us to com­pare these four devel­oping infants and note the sim­il­ar­ities and dif­fer­ences in their growth. We also get to see dif­fer­ences in par­enting styles, which gives the film some of its humour. For instance, the rural kids seem much more free to explore their envir­on­ments and their rela­tion­ships with animals grow out of neces­sity, since their fam­ilies’ live­li­hoods depend on live­stock. While the urban par­ents seem more involved in their children’s lives, there are fewer oppor­tun­ities for unstruc­tured play and acci­dental discoveries.

The dif­ferent loc­ales are all visu­ally inter­esting and the static cine­ma­to­graphy and long scenes allow the audi­ence to immerse them­selves in the per­spective of each baby. Since the focus in each scene is on the baby, and never on the par­ents, you come to feel you’re actu­ally watching each char­acter grow and change as the film progresses.

While I thor­oughly enjoyed Babies, I think it may be chal­len­ging for some audi­ences. To put it bluntly, I think the actual film may seem too high­brow for a mass audi­ence while the basic concept may turn off the art­house audi­ence as too com­mer­cial. Which isn’t to say it won’t make bags of money, at least for a doc­u­mentary. But some of my col­leagues found it boring, and lost patience with its long scenes and rather linear nar­rative arc. Mind you, none of them are par­ents. Neither am I, for that matter, but I found the chil­dren charming and was fas­cin­ated to see them lit­er­ally fig­uring out prob­lems as we observed. I think the “cute” factor will draw a lot of people on the film’s opening weekend, but its slow pacing and lack of dia­logue may lead to some less-than-positive word of mouth, which would be a shame. For the patient and child-friendly viewer, Babies delivers its fair share of rewards.

8/10(8/10)

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12th & Delaware

12th & Delaware (Directors: Heidi Ewing and Rachel Grady): In Fort Pierce, Florida, a battle for abor­tion rights is taking place at the inter­sec­tion of 12th Street and Delaware Avenue. On one side of the street is the pro-life Pregnancy Care Center and across the street is an abor­tion clinic called A Woman’s World.

Every day at the crack of dawn, a pro-life sup­porter keeps a watchful eye on the abor­tion clinic. Later in the day, more recruits show up and patrol the side­walk out­side of the clinic. They dis­play signs and graphic images of unborn babies to the passing traffic. When women visit the clinic, the pro-life sup­porters call out to them and urge them not to go in.

All across America there are sim­ilar abor­tion battles taking place. Pro-life centres often appear next door or across the street from abor­tion clinics. The hope is that women will enter a pro-life clinic by mis­take where they will be per­suaded to con­tinue with their preg­nancy. In some cases they are offered fin­an­cial sup­port but sadly, these prom­ises are almost never kept.

Directors Heidi Ewing and Rachel Grady do a mas­terful job of providing an enga­ging and fairly objective view of the two sides in 12th & Delaware. Both groups are given equal screen time but it is the pro-life group that has all of the “inter­esting” char­ac­ters. The Hot Docs audi­ence often groaned or gasped in dis­be­lief at some of the things the film’s pro-life sup­porters were telling women in their clinic – that abor­tions can cause breast cancer or that con­doms work only 80 per cent of the time.

I think it is fair to say that the pro-life sup­porters in the film aren’t rep­res­ent­ative of all people that share the pro-life stance. The film’s pro-life sup­porters tend to say or do almost any­thing to pre­vent an abor­tion. This sets up sev­eral scenes that are dif­fi­cult to watch because they are so embar­rassing! Oddly enough, this is one of the aspects of the film that I also found appealing. It reminded me a lot of Ewing and Grady’s pre­vious film, Jesus Camp.

For me, the best moment in the film occurs when a woman pulls into the abor­tion clinic parking lot and con­fronts a pro-life sup­porter. She wants to know why the group must dis­play graphic images of an unborn fetus to passing traffic, including her child’s school bus. This woman is obvi­ously a Christian and tells the pro-life sup­porters that they are mis­guided and that there are better ways to get their mes­sage across.

Ewing and Grady had unpre­ced­ented cooper­a­tion and access to both groups, taking the viewer into each of their build­ings for a detailed look at how they operate. The preg­nancy centre uses sev­eral tac­tics in per­suading women to con­tinue with their preg­nan­cies – graphic videos, lit­er­ature, ultra­sounds and coun­seling. Across the street the abor­tion clinic oper­ates in an envir­on­ment of fear and heightened security. Cameras mon­itor the premises. Doctors are whisked into the clinic with sheets over their heads to pro­tect their iden­tities (during the filming of 12th & Delaware, abor­tion pro­vider Dr. George Tiller was murdered in his church).

I was sur­prised to learn that there are over 4,000 pro-life preg­nancy centres in the US and just over 850 abor­tion clinics. This well-crafted film doesn’t try to resolve any of the issues in the abor­tion battle but it provides a revealing look at both sides that is simply fascinating.

Official site of the film

9/10(9/10)

Second Look: Drew Kerr

12th & Delaware is the latest fea­ture doc­u­mentary from Oscar-nominated co-directors Heidi Ewing and Rachel Grady, the film­makers behind the excel­lent Jesus Camp, which took a dis­turbing look at the reli­gious indoc­trin­a­tion prac­tices at a Pentecostal summer camp for chil­dren. Their latest finds them focusing on the abortion/pro-life issue, as told through the events that occur at an abor­tion clinic called A Woman’s World Medical Center, and the church-affiliated Pregnancy Care Center, which just hap­pens to be on the opposite side of the street, at the inter­sec­tion of 12th Street and Delaware Avenue in Fort Pierce, Florida. The set­ting is prac­tic­ally ready-made for a re-examining of the ongoing, incen­diary American debate, and Ewing and Grady take a decidedly neutral approach in showing both sides of this divisive issue. Slightly more screen time seems to have been given to the Pregnancy Care Center side, but not in a way that slants things in the pro-life direction.

The centre is run by a woman named Anne, who appears genu­inely invested emo­tion­ally in her work and the cause she believes in. Losing patients that decide to opt for an abor­tion brings her close to tears and “wins” (patients choosing to not ter­minate their preg­nancy) elicit equally emo­tional responses of joy. Some of the Pregnancy Care Center’s methods appear to border on the uneth­ical, or just plainly are. Misinformation is given about the actual abor­tion pro­cess, patients are falsely told that abor­tions can cause breast cancer, and some patients are informed (as alleged by Candace, the oper­ator of the abor­tion clinic) that they’re not as far along in their preg­nan­cies as they actu­ally are, increasing the chances that by the time they make a decision they’ll be too far along to leg­ally obtain an abor­tion. Then there’s those manip­u­lative “Hi Daddy” and “Hi Mommy” “mes­sages” from the fetus that get added by tech­ni­cians to the ultra­sound prin­touts for the parent or parents.

Life over at A Woman’s World Medical Center appears sig­ni­fic­antly more stressful for Candace and her hus­band. Threats of viol­ence and van­dalism are an everyday worry, and while the clinic hasn’t mon­et­arily brought the couple any­thing more than a modest life­style, Candace is also strongly ded­ic­ated to her work, believing women need a place like hers that gives them an option. Picketers are a con­stant pres­ence out­side the clinic, many of whom fit your “reli­gious nut” cat­egory. They walk around with signs showing grue­some pic­tures of aborted fetuses, har­angue young women (and teen­agers) as they exit and leave the clinic, amus­ingly preach their beliefs while standing out­side closed win­dows of the clinic and speaking loudly, and one par­tic­u­larly scary pro-lifer even stalks/stakes out one of the ren­dez­vous drop-off points where the doc­tors who per­form the abor­tions get picked up by Candace’s hus­band in a bright yellow Mustang (the doc­tors follow such a pro­tocol and are brought to the clinic which sheets cov­ering them to pro­tect their iden­tities). The Mustang is effect­ively used sev­eral times by Ewing and Grady, with its ominous starting roar and its slow backing out of the clinic’s garage acting as a potent little dra­matic enhance­ment in the movie.

Whenever I see a film or tele­vi­sion show that man­ages to get people to open up on such intensely per­sonal issues I marvel at how brave/stupid/attention-starved they are. I would cat­egorize the women who vis­ited the clinic or centre that talked to the Ewing and Grady as more brave than the other two adject­ives, but my mind still boggles that the dir­ectors got as much insight into these women’s minds as they did. Combine this with a well-rounded look at the two med­ical facil­ities and their prin­cipals, and the result is a com­pel­ling, thoughtful film about a very tough sub­ject that refrains from taking sides or edit­or­i­al­izing, just let­ting the facts and hap­pen­ings speak for themselves.

8/10(8/10)

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