Indeed, the film is radically different from any previous documentaries I’ve watched which address the topic of homeless
It’s a film that holds together with a desperation and sincerity
befitting the gravity of the topic. They desperately want
people to come and watch this film, not for their sake, but for the animals.
And as art is motivated not by profit motives, but by a resolve to understand
and transcend time and space, Twelve Nights is so much more
than that fatal deadline indicated in the title, or the duration of entrapment
in this “shelter” that is more accurately described as a death-row prison.
Rather, the aesthetic choices delicately balance hope and devastation,
inevitably tipping one way or the other at times, but doing so with grace and
sensitivity. How do you convince people to actually purchase a
movie ticket and sit through such a painful film, after all? And once there,
how can you justify making them stay? Why do you want to expose them to animal
suffering and cruelty, and the visage of real death? Must we see these things
to know that they exist?
I think there are many valid ethical questions when subjecting
audiences to screen violence of any kind. Let me try to explain how the film
navigates these issues through its three outstanding features – cinematography,
narration, and music.
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