Official selection of the 2008 Ann Arbor Film Festival.
A real-life psychological horror story.
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When the end credits roll (including, noteably, a shout out to Pauline Oliveros and her collaborator as purveyors of "Capitalist Music") it becomes evident that one has been watching a mockumentary, not a proper doc. All the scenes in the "artists' collective" and the "science fiction film" were shot in Rochester!
Frankly, I resent wasting my time watching something masquerading as a documentary, when my knowledge of NK media, has informed me more than adequately, and has certainly convinced me that to show the art of the KJ regime in a harsh light, as patently ridiculous, no extra lampooning/exaggeration on the part of the auteur is required.
The films' lowest points are certainly these idiotic English language lessons on tape in which ineptly matched shots of a dialogue between a heavily accented Korean speaker with and an utterly zombie-like Russian character, who can barely make himself intelligible in English. Who needs this lame satire of the North Korean media, which, I repeat is unintentionally self mocking enough for anyone raised outside of that country (and undoubtedly large numbers of people stuck there as well)?
The artist in residence upon whom the film centers, with her experimental-toned-down-to-slightly-expressionistic bent, would hardly find support in NK. And it kinda bothered me that her intelligence as a character is pretty pronounced but then she makes these ridiculous attempts at Juche art. Although, again, there are more ridiculous examples of the same dichotomy simply by turning one's attention to them, without going for "added punch" of "comedy" or what have you, that might be mined from just about anywhere: east / west / north / south!
So I have to give this film a low rating since I presume Mr. Finn isn't going to follow this up with mockery of art in the west, which is the only way it might... come to focus on any POINT of making such work as this.
Skip it and watch "Kimjongilia" for a much more significant experience.
By God ....... durrrrrrr.
Finding out in the closing credits that it was a student film from RPI makes it much better. However, Juche idea in film sounds exactly like Soviet textbooks on aesthetics from the 1940s.
Interesting but not as satirical or funny as the blurb would have you believe.I found it insightful.
The description of this movie is right-on--It's very interesting. If you don't know anything about North or South Korea, this is worth a watch...
bizarre beyond belief.