Never underestimate the power of the label. Say you watch a drama, and all of it rings true, so you think it may be based on a true story. You are impressed with acting and generally like it. Or you watch a documentary and lots of things seem staged, so you feel cheated. But it could be the same film!
Yesterday, I went to see our traditional Documental del Mes. As long as the film was revolving around Mambar the seamstress and her clients, it was fine. Banter, bargaining, complaining about the absentee fathers of their children, this kind of stuff. But when a series of unfortunate events unfolded, I started to suspect the creators of tweaking the reality. By the time Mambar was mugged on-screen, the supposed documentary had lost all credibility. So disappointing.
Back home, I looked Mambar Pierrette up. Turns out, it is not a documentary but a narrative film, although most of the (amateur) actors portray themselves. Apart from the robbers, that is. Now I think it wasn’t bad at all.
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