An essential film, formally brilliant (Burch is involved after all!) but wearing that brilliance in fidelity to & service of its subject: an unflinching yet humane look at globalization, its dislocations and disruptions of sociality, all in the service of "increasing consumption", revealing the iron fist behind the velvet glove of phrases like "demand stimulus".
Moving, searching, and never less than transfixing, The Forgotten Space transcends the occasional didacticism of its anti-globalist critique by being, first and foremost, a film--the camera is the storyteller here, and the interlocutor, too, in both of which capacities it proves formally dazzling, coherent, and humane.
This film is unapologetically contrived. The language of the opening monologue alone is self serving and melodramatic. The rhetoric and flow is far too affected to match the matter of fact filming and subject material. The documentarian in this film sounded so concerned with sounding intellectual that it became too distracting to observe or enjoy the subject or potential edification. A disappointing miss.
Wonderful. Like a droller Adam Curtis on Ritalin. There's a cloying quality to the texture of the voiceover, obscuring otherwise fairly poetic & searing narration. The filmmakers take a microscope to the victims of neoliberalism, going further than many of their predecessors. Herzog would be proud, although after his glowing interview w/ Elon Musk I question his initial anticapitalism. The torch is passed, I guess.
The shipping container as a contemporary trojan horse: environmentally, economically, & ethically damaging humanity by surprise. Heady dystopic stuff w/enormous global consequences. Diverse shots, content, and interviewees all linked via containers. I've since taken moments to comprehend capitalism/consumerism every time the train by my house passes w/its 100+ containers. Narration is opinionated, didn't bother me.
Good idea, poorly executed. Unfortunately this one is mired in the director's insistence upon constantly pitching half-baked maxims that muddle his own vision. Get to the point, man. Forget the pretentious rhetorical questions posturing toward poetry. Just give us the facts. A real disappointment. For a much more informed and classically academic presentation on this same subject try Desai's "Marx's Revenge."
Sex haben und damit die Welt retten – eine Gruppe junger Idealisten kämpft mit ungewöhnlichen Mitteln für einen gesunden Planeten und den Erhalt der Erde. Eine Bewegung für freie Körper und freie Natur abseits der üblichen Moralvorstellungen.