If Megacities shows snippets of the lives of cities, this does the same with the lives of prostitutes. The film's setup accomodates this, with more monologues, and the music underlines the sad, compassionate tone. But the main part is still great, showing scenes with people acting out what they would be doing anyway. It's irrelevant whether they are doing the exact same thing or not, the important thing is what you're shown by itself.
Such a let down after Megacities and Workingman's Death. The soundtrack was a horrible mistake, in my opinion, making the film sensationalist and objectifying. I have no problem with Glowogger's staging. It brings to the forefront the necessary trust between documentarian and spectator, but I didn't trust him this time.
A glimpse into a hidden world, unveiling the emotion and humanism of the often objectified working women spanning across various countries. The camera, often stood by, like an outside observer, an omniscient presence, that did not seem to deter the subjects from acting naturally. Glawogger is skillfully able to extract an uncanny verisimilitude with his film, not condoning or condemning, allowing the viewer to decide
Simply put, Whores' Glory is one of the greatest documentaries ever made; a true masterpiece, that shows us in unflinching detail, without judgement, the human cost of prostitution in beautifully rendered photography.
Very much a judgement free, fly-on-the-wall view of prostitution across three developing countries and different religions. It's fascinating not so much for what the director is saying but more for the access granted and what comes out of the mouths of everyone involved. The final 'staged scene' detracts from the otherwise impartial p.o.v 3.5 stars
Michael Glawogger's eye opening documentary about global prostitution never takes a stand on whether or not the things he is observing is right or wrong, choosing instead to present it for the audience's consideration. Powerfully observant, WHORE'S GLORY is both shocking and intimate, a piercing exploration of the women who sell themselves and the men who love them. Vibrantly alive and strangely moving.
The cinematography, combination of images and music, the sensitivity, telling the truth as it is, trying to see the beauty in everything, those intimate stories, some happy, some sad, those realized dreams and those broken dreams. One of the best documentaries in the last years, Thank you Michael Glawogger, it was what i was looking for.
Rather than resorting to victimhood or offering condescending palliatives, 'Whores' Glory' instead imprints a vivid sense of human connection that overrides our responses based in conventional morality. While Glawogger has a self-important and somewhat rockstarish approach as a filmmaker, he is still, in my opinion, absolutely vital, his profound commitment to the subjects resonating from the film's soulful core.