I made several approaches to this film. It didn't. I watched the first 20 minutes and couldn’t stop. I can’t stop thinking about this movie.
What is shown is, of course, hell. Which its inhabitants consider paradise. And watching these bodies swarm and talk is disgusting, mixed with the sweet and shameful feeling of peeping someone else's life through the keyhole.
And rarely breaks a sense of affection when looking at children and rare truly happy and healthy couples. .
And then you begin to understand - yes. that's how we (well, not us of course, but they - cattle) here. And then you wonder, how far have you gone from that shit yourself? And you know, no, not far away. And all this ugliness is its own, native and understandable.
I didn’t even believe that this is documentary, the characters in the frame behave so relaxed and natural that it’s hard to believe that they do it under camera. How the director managed to achieve this is unclear. .
P.S. I went to read about the film and found out that the director of the film Alexander Rastorguev had recently died. He was in the Central African Republic once in the group of journalists who were shot, most likely the Wagner mercenaries they went to film.
Peace! The man was clearly a genius.