"Where we from, we dance in the rain."
I'm a mark for any type of film set in the South, particularly documentaries. Still, I approached this with trepidation, knowing it was directed by a European man. Apologies to Roberto.
The stories here are compelling in their intimacy, personal journeys deeply rooted in survival and perseverance but never sensationalized (not even, in my opinion, the New Black Panther Party segments). Every moment counts when you're afraid it could be your last.
The real MVP here is Diego Romero, whose black-and-white cinematography is stunning. Felt like I was watching a museum exhibit at times. Hope he's getting more opportunities from this.
Final thought: Judy Hill should be a motivational speaker.
Watched via rental through the Sidewalk Cinema.