Movies which convincingly capture—well, capture's too intent a word: conviction requires contingency; let's instead say catch, as one might catch a cold while trying to catch the train. Aside from any other goals, met or unmet, movies which convincingly catch a sense of place (early novelties, silent ethnographies, human-interest newsreels, home movies, low-budget ’70s exploitation) always convey the sorrow of time irretrievable, narratives interrupted, the ever-mounting and finally unpayable cost of the contingency we're watching.
Fruitvale Station convincingly catches a sense of place.
So... should I see it? Or watch more avant-garde Eastern European flicks instead? (And then write essays for MUBI about them.)
Oh, you should see it. Pretend it's in Daco-Romanian and you'll even be able to write an essay for MUBI.
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