(1.5 stars) I've really come to appreciate the brilliance of Diaz's ability to set up his camera in the exact right place. He really captures beautiful images on film. However, his ability to tell a story remains almost non-existent. If Diaz used a good editor, it might make his films so much more enjoyable. A great editor would help give him a better story and would elevate his cinematography into relevance.
I only watched for about an hour and fifteen minutes. It's interesting to see the visual of kids sorting through trash, and the cinematography is great, but I don't think I have the patience or attention span for this director's movies. It is interesting to think of kids scavenging through scraps of garbage in real life- rather than in the context of the sort of scifi films I'm more likely to watch like Star Wars 7.
Comme toujours, Lav Diaz fixe sa caméra et observe très longuement (parfois, il accompagne quelqu'un). Bien sûr, les images parlent d'elles-mêmes : décombres de toutes sortes, déluges de pluie et inondations, navires emportés à terre par la tempête... On admire ces gens qui, tant bien que mal, continuent à vivre après le désastre. Mais la rareté des commentaires et des discussions nuit un peu au résultat... (3,5 / 5)
The domain of the observational documentary is well-suited to the Lav Diaz approach, to be sure. While his films often have the capacity to hypnotize (me at least), in the case of STORM CHILDREN I believe we are invited to engage in the kind of meditation that, far from involving a zoned-out bodhisattva zero-state, suggests thoughtful reflection. The gaze of this film is unobtrusive and far from manipulative. We see.
This film is a 2hr20min mess. I get ethnographic documentaries but this is a slow, epic car crash. Had he focused only on the children that would have been great but the camera observes adults too so any investment of the viewer into the world of the children is shortchanged. Interviews and translations randomly occur blowing the poetic, and interrupting the observational work one invests again and again.
3 & a half raindrops and back flips. The importance of docs can seem to fade with apocalyptic headlines of a tragedy and its victims. Lav Diaz has dug deeper into the detritus of Typhoon Yolanda left behind in the Philippines community of Tacloban unearthing a spent human will on one hand, and an enormous spirit of that verb "to live" on the other. Storm Children, Book One is humanist scripture.
Like a photojournalistic book, in film. I wonder if anyone watches without hitting fast forward. But that doesn't matter - just like the freedom to spend 10 mins looking at a page, or to skip, you have freedom to look for as long as you want. I skipped some bits, and rewatched others, and was rather non-linear. A great advantage of streaming. The dialogue was powerful, the images fascinating. Repetitive, detailed.
The incredibly patient lens of Lav Diaz does more than show us images. He offers us the time to feel what people are experiencing. This style of documentation is more about feelings than facts. As in FLORENTINA HUBALDO, CTE, there is a lot of time spent digging for treasure that isn't there. Diaz shows us that the treasure is time.
A moving documentary about the aftermath of typhoon Yolanda. Once more, Lav Diaz becomes a responsible artist who uses the medium of film to show utter devastation and just how little has been done to help the victims. Shocking in parts. More about this film on my website: http://iurl.no/k692y