As for Ooyay -congratulations, you pronounce it same way I do.

Anyway the best “art”, be it painting, traditional movie, documentary or groundbreaking unique fiction is usually that which we are unsure of beforehand, but convinces us after we give it a go -leading us to someplace we never knew we wanted to be.
;)

With documentaries, you are kind of stuck with the underlying tale being told. There are other elements, but it's hard to get people involved in “a worthy subject” when they almost need to be aware or interested in the topic beforehand. It's like crying to the converted -which most documentaries do anyway in my opinion.

On the other hand, “worthy” films such as Andrei Rublev, Happiness, Zodiac or Chitty Chitty Bang Bang can be appreciated more without seeing them, from an enthusiastic (or otherwise) review or discussion, since you can portray your feelings on a wide variety of things other than the central theme itself.
Documentaries are good, but usually go for the jugular when sometimes a thousand little cuts is the only way to go. I happen to think “Barney” is putrid crap because he points out the obvious and says “now kids don't this” or “do this” without any real underlying context or reason -actually removing that analytic ability from young minds that should be prodded and inspired rather than told.

Documentaries can be guilty of this too. We need a bigger framework to be able to allow ourselves appreciate complexities and to allow us to build thought processes through -to work through them in our own thoughts (and discussions) rather than being told “ABC”.

Fiction is the only way to do that. Proper fiction that is. The type that nobody buys.

…By the way, can I cheekily point out there's an excellent book called Ooyay, available online, the likes of which you've never seen or heard of before. :) Would make an excellent movie too of course. Maybe someday.

As for Ooyay -congratulations, you pronounce it same way I do.

Anyway the best “art”, be it painting, traditional movie, documentary or groundbreaking unique fiction is usually that which we are unsure of beforehand, but convinces us after we give it a go -leading us to someplace we never knew we wanted to be.
;)

With documentaries, you are kind of stuck with the underlying tale being told. There are other elements, but it's hard to get people involved in “a worthy subject” when they almost need to be aware or interested in the topic beforehand. It's like crying to the converted -which most documentaries do anyway in my opinion.

On the other hand, “worthy” films such as Andrei Rublev, Happiness, Zodiac or Chitty Chitty Bang Bang can be appreciated more without seeing them, from an enthusiastic (or otherwise) review or discussion, since you can portray your feelings on a wide variety of things other than the central theme itself.
Documentaries are good, but usually go for the jugular when sometimes a thousand little cuts is the only way to go. I happen to think “Barney” is putrid crap because he points out the obvious and says “now kids don't this” or “do this” without any real underlying context or reason -actually removing that analytic ability from young minds that should be prodded and inspired rather than told.

Documentaries can be guilty of this too. We need a bigger framework to be able to allow ourselves appreciate complexities and to allow us to build thought processes through -to work through them in our own thoughts (and discussions) rather than being told “ABC”.

Fiction is the only way to do that. Proper fiction that is. The type that nobody buys.

…By the way, can I cheekily point out there's an excellent book called Ooyay, available online, the likes of which you've never seen or heard of before. :) Would make an excellent movie too of course. Maybe someday.

Yer just makin' us think too much…