Tony Zierra’s film is a worthy and interesting one, but I admit to becoming worn down by the endless litany of unglamorous ways that protagonist Leon Vitali worked his butt off for the genius filmmaker.
A wide-ranging slate of documentary features on display in this year’s Independent Film Festival Boston. Here’s a sampling of a few of the standout films coming up.
What starts off as a rollicking entertainment ends with a flourish of profundity.
Wild Wild Country details the insane clusterfuck that results when faith, fundamentalism, and media hype intersect.
Where will you find the best in new documentaries? In the brave new world of digital streaming.
Food porn? You know it when you see it.
The landscape and architecture are beautifully photographed, but more important are the array of faces and the music of the voices.
Watching this film, one is struck at how it is essentially a collection of moments that, taken together, create a satisfying portrait of a life.
The filmmaker chose, wisely, to emphasize Tempest Storm’s fortitude and self-determination.
The documentary Bombshell illuminates Heddy Lamar’s enigmatic legacy with gentle scrutiny and justifiable awe.