I had been looking for a chance to see this one for a couple years. The photography is good and the scenes have a great reality to them. But hey, that does not make a film, to my great regret. The imaginative could find a thread and parallels but I simply did not manage to be taken in deep enough to be in that kind of spirits.
Beautiful and sad. The way every human being is depicted as melancholic and useless in his or her life habits and obsessions is striking. At the fringe of the Eternal City there is no connection of these solitudes with the advertised lifestyle, and therefore no natural empathy or justification. We see them for what they are: lonely poems of humanity. But although immerged in the familiar noise, ours are no different.
Gianfranco Rosi's intelligent film documents rather than preaches in a welcome antidote to the more formulaic approach of, say, Alex Gibney. In his unforced style, Rosi allows the stories of his subjects to unfurl in ways that are by turns melancholic, moving, and often, surprisingly funny. A poetic and haunting work by a distinctive director.
“What can we do? This life is shit. The rich are rich and the poor have nothing. Look at that guy’s belly! He looks like buddha and he's a cop. His belly comes first and then the rest of him. What can you do? That’s life”. This film is like a mate to hang out with for the evening. It's brilliant.
A film that starts a series of stories seemingly half way through their narratives and drops back in to visit them. These are short stories or portraits of people linked by their proximity to the road. Although it's a documentary it feels closer tonally to the novel than many other documentaries (a sweeping statement I know) with it's intimacy and fractured narratives. Moreover, it feels like an original voice.
Non mi ha convinto del tutto. Alcuni passaggi sono azzeccati per tempi e location,quasi a voler dare la sensazione di "sporco" che circonda l'aria del Raccordo,ma altre volte risulta fiacco e non riesce quasi mai a distaccarsi dal "posticcio" che pervade l'intera vicenda. Non è il docu-film che mi aspettavo. Apprezzabile,ma non lascia in segno.
Non lo so: troppo posticcio per essere un documentario e troppo genuino per essere un film. Rimane questa specie di creatura per vouyer, interessante, ben girata e fotografata, con un paio di momenti che ti toccano il cuore (l'infermiere e la madre) e una sensazione di malessere per la solitudine dei personaggi ma che, appunto, rimangono personaggi. Gira un po' a vuoto.