This interesting and eventually well publicised documentary first of all reminded me of Akira Kurosawa’s Rashomon, because of the totally incompatible stories divulged to the viewer by different participants. Once that thought had passed, all I could hear in my head was Jack Nicholson shouting “You can’t handle the truth!”, which was slightly off-putting.
These thoughts together – and what passed before my eyes on screen – helped me conclude how appropriate it was that director Jarecki’s film started off as a documentary about clowns.
by Rich Watts | Source: Tartan Video DVD
07 Jun 2005 8:49 AM | Comments (1)
CTF does something that few documentaries do: it makes a case without taking sides, and it satisifies our need for resolution without really providing any. I’ve seen it twice now and still can’t decide what happened—or to whom, or when, or how. It probably thought more about it in the days and weeks after than any documentary since The Fog of War (and I’m a real sucker for Errol Morris, so that’s a compliment).
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9 June 2005
2:02 PM