Salgado means salty in portuguese language. "The Salt of the Earth"... It showcases poetry written with light and touched by a profound sensibility towards human condition and values ranging from empathy to ecological transcendence. Art work photography has produced an art work documentary. Salgado's work is definitely life changer, for me it was a wakeup call from a comfort alienated urban bubble life.
Photojournalism and documentaries are both troubling manipulators of perception. That this is a documentary about a photojournalist, further compounds the irony and difficult contradictions of Salgado's celebrity and work. As the NYTimes once asked most incisively, "can suffering be too beautiful?" Still, the humanist arc of Salgado's life and his mastery of the camera are undeniably arresting.
Mein Beruf ist der des Videothekars. Ich sehe mir die Kunstwerke anderer an und geniesse sie. Meine liebste Filme empfehle ich den Kunden, auf dass sie genauso begeistert reagieren! Wim Wenders hat denselben Job, indem er uns den Fotografen Sebastiao Salgado nahe bringt... die ganze Rezension sowie die interessantesten Dokus über Fotografie auf cinegeek.de
How hard is to shed a light on a character whose body of work is highly complex, contradictory and worthy of discussion? Is Wenders' vision of Salgado apologetic and kind of lackluster? Is it OK to criticize dad? These questions arose as soon as I left the theater and have lingered ever since, although the need to re-watch this has turned nil, while I think a much needed contrast might turn up in other places.
A showcase of not just a remarkable photographer and his unique life story but, via the photographs featured, the degradation and tragedy in every day life. Really made me think of just how plush and secure and affirming of a life I really have as a Westerner. I looked past the menial things and knew that my corpse wasn't left rotting on a dirt road somewhere or that I'm working in a hellmouth-looking Chilean mine.