This is kind of related to the previous post about my cerebral gateway to cinephilia. It also might be a little contradictory to that and itself. I’m always contradicting myself as I navigate my thoughts on film. For my latest documentary column at Cinematical, I ask whether or not the mode can still have educational value when there’s so much doubt about truth in even non-fiction film. I also bring up my reasons for initially favoring documentary, which relates to my lack of emotional response: “I simply stopped caring what happens to fictional ballerinas, dream architects and talking animals.” But the same should be true for my care for the real people in documentaries. Hmm.
Anyway, I’m very curious what everyone learned from documentaries last year. I mainly learned more about civil rights history, courtesy of “Freedom Riders” and “Neshoba.” You?
Weigh in here or, preferably, over at my column.