A thoughtful film, but ultimately one that is dependent on you knowing the subject matter in a significant way. It believes in the transformative power of DIY spaces, and of their sacrosanct existence (at one point, one of the figures in the documentary expounds on how they are anarchist temples) and if you do not have this deep and abiding affection for DIY spaces the whole thing can feel a bit disjointed.
Without a central figure on which to focus, Goodnight Brooklyn is ultimately dependent on you viewing the physical space as its own character. Compare to another documentary about "progress" ultimately destroying a NYC institution "The Lost Arcade" and you can see perhaps how this film doesn't 100% do the legwork.
It's a beautiful eulogy, but as all eulogies go, you have to know the person for the words to really stick.
*watched via the Wonderville NYC Twitch stream*