Really that great?
I'm not so sure this documentary is as brilliant as I have been told.
For starters it poses as a documentary that uses observational techniques and collaborative filmmaking to acheive it's ends but the techniques it uses (filming Ray rehearsing a scene, camera crew in shot etc.) dilute the overall impact of the story they are trying to tell. I found it very difficult to get emotionally involved witht the subject due to this 'rehersal' footage as I was unsure what was true emotion and what was replicated for an 'nth' take.
But maybe I'm heading off in the wrong direction as in hindsight this peice works better when discussed as a film, rather than a documentary. It instantly becomes more interesting when looked at this way as the style revels itself as more experimental due to its use of different camera sytems and intercutting of behind-the-scenes and finalized footage.
I think I may have enjoyed the film more if I had prior knowledge of the man they were filming. This is also the film's downfall, if veiwed from the documentary angle, as a good documentary should involve you in the story and make you feel something about the subject whether or not you know them or not. I felt nothing for the old man, as blasphemus as that is.
There are, of course, moments of beauty in the film but they are scarce, drowned out in the vast length of the film, and all of them occur either in the behind-the-scenes section or through the old video footage.
Watching the film is like searching for water in a desert, when you find some it's great but it soon runs out and you know you're going to have to trek a few hundred more miles until you find some more.