Most documentaries about communities/issues like Los Angeles' Skid Row feel like they're shot from a safe distance, peering down with a long lens, or even worse, they feel like an invasion. Lost Angels couldn't be any different. Thomas Napper, the director, establishes a rapport with his main subjects, allowing us to get inside their world, which actually turns out to be much more complex than Pras would lead you to believe [ugh]. Yes, there are crippling problems with drugs, violence, and mental illness, but there's also community, family, and vulnerability. There's a real dignity and respect in the way their stories are told.
I cut a pro bono trailer for Thomas a couple months ago. It was a great project to be involved in. There's a screening downtown tomorrow night. You (Art, Ryan, I'm fairly certain you two are still the only people who read this thing) should come. Friday the 25th, 7:45 pm at the Regal in LA Live. 300 free tickets, first come first serve.
It's nice, there's a little buzz - I'm running across our trailer everywhere. Here's Huffington Post's take on the film.
Update: ok, so I couldn't do it. The version of the trailer, for various reasons, that finished is not my favorite. So I took it down.
Hey, you have a reader in Brooklyn. Bada-bing!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the cool project.
Oh, and sailing on Sunday with fajitas and margaritas - now you just showing off Kev...
Have a lovely weekend, Nanny of the East