A Love For Dialogue

lost in the quick exchange so fascinating & in depth showing the true mastery of a wo/man & her craft, the viewer watches the film with opened eyes & a love for the dialogue--- pure communication writing at its best, from the streets, from the locked down worker dredging through the mundane routine of the day, from the places where celebrities don’t hang their heads (had they ever before, they’ve forgotten now), from the underbelly of the empire, bound in a beauty that comes from human conversation (not to be spawned from some contract, not to be spawned from some “higher document,” not to be spawned from some “holy” ****ing thing that measures up to nothing) & all but unerring in its own right, the language bubbles, it pops, it flows, finding with the many a new baton to be passed & offering up new conversations about the stories presented---yes, how lucky we are to have these stories, so that we may indulge so that we may do our best to understand the experiences of others through their very own words.