An infeasibly captive and emotive video from the New York Times. Beautifully edited and paced. So glad I finally clicked to watch it after seeing it doing the rounds on so many other sites. Give it a click if you feel the same on first glance.
The pace reminds me of the brilliant Force Majeure, which had me holding my breath and clenching my jaw throughout. Both also remind me of an old daydream, to direct an intimate and voyeuristic episode of Eastenders where no one speaks, as if the camera is catching them in private and silent moments rather than just as conversation starts. After the success of Dot’s monologue in 2008 this idea felt somehow more realistic. Anyone know anyone at the BBC? !