Cinematic journeys with the Matatu Film Festival
It did work — we watch the crime unfold in re-enactments far more tasteful than anything ever seen on America's Most Wanted — until it went sideways, as recounted in interviews with Moore's now-grown, now-regretful friends, and Moore himself, who brims with genuine emotion and yearns for closure, even going so far as to track down, and apologize to, bank workers and patrons who witnessed the robbery. After awhile, this feels like we're witnessing a 12-step program in progress, but one of the men, a born-again pastor, is an effective mouthpiece for Criminal's themes of forgiveness. On the other hand, the DA is far more skeptical, wishing Moore well with his film career, but suggesting she won't believe he's really turned a corner until his prison stint is more than 10 years in the past.
Also among Matatu's doc fare is Evaporating Borders, Iva Radivojevic's poetic take on the current immigration crisis in Cyprus, an island ruled by both Turkey and Greece (with an "open wound" of a border between). "Its story is multi-layered and complex," the filmmaker explains in voice-over. "It's sordid and manipulated." She has personal insight — she immigrated there herself during the war in her home country, the former Yugoslavia — but also offers of-the-moment perspective via firsthand accounts from recent arrivals. Many arrive fleeing war, as Radivojevic did, though now most come from Iraq, a situation that inflames the island's considerable anti-Muslim bias. (The filmmaker interviews one Cypriot politician whose anti-immigration rhetoric sounds awfully Tea Party, a reminder that sweeping intolerance isn't a uniquely American trait after all.)
Other Matatu docs include Virunga, about park rangers fighting to protect the dwindling population of mountain gorillas in Congo's Virunga National Park; 12 O'Clock Boys, about a scrappy pack of young Baltimore dirt-bike riders (it had a Roxie run earlier this year, though here it's paired with dreamy sci-fi short Afronauts as an added incentive); and Kehinde Wiley: An Economy of Grace, which follows the famed NYC-based painter as he shifts his focus from male to female subjects for the first time.
Clocking in at under 40 minutes, Kehinde Wiley is paired with a film of similar running time, if not subject matter: Unogumbe, a refashioning of the Benjamin Britten opera Noye's Fludde. Set in South Africa, sung in Xhosa, and orchestrated with African instruments, it also recasts the Noah character as a woman (the wonderful Paulina Malefane) who gets a heads-up from the guy upstairs that she needs to gather her family and build an ark, pronto. The other two narrative films in the festival are Of Good Report, a contemporary film noir that also hails from South Africa, and the African folklore-inspired Oya: Rise of the Orisha.
But the best companion piece for Unogumbe is Matatu's opening-night film, The Great Flood, which pairs archival footage shot during and after the devastating 1927 Mississippi River flood (curated by filmmaker-multimedia artist Bill Morrison) with a jazzy, bluesy score (by guitarist-composer Bill Frisell). It's a memorable, haunting collection of images: slow pans across small towns with just rooftops visible; residents paddling whatever few belongings they've salvaged to higher ground; a makeshift tent city for the displaced, with an open-air piano providing much-needed entertainment; and starched politicians, including future POTUS Herbert Hoover, surveying the damage while skirting the mud as much as possible. *
MATATU FILM FESTIVAL
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