In one of the poorest neighbourhoods in Ghent, Belgium stood a handful of large tower blocks providing social housing for the destitute. The blocks were recently demolished, but before they went down, filmmaker Christina Vanderkerckhove made a documentary about the last occupants.
The result is a mosaic of lives on the margin: impoverished pensioners, immigrants, junkies. It's a mix that leads to indifference and resentment: racist messages (both ways) scribbled in the elevators, locked doors, everybody keeping to themselves. It's a portrait, not of a community, but of isolated individuals, sometimes funny, sometimes sad, often tragicomic.
All this presented in carefully measured static shots, looking and feeling like a real-life Roy Andersson film.
This is an impressive and moving work.
I realise Belgian documentaries on social housing may not be high on everybody's watchlist, but this is a very rewarding film, well worth seeking out.