The idea that I could watch every film included in the full length and short form categories for this year’s SF Documentary Film Festival was a fool’s errand, of which my editors gently reminded me. But oh, was it tempting to try! This year’s entries take up topics ranging from the ironic and pointedly humorous (How to Sharpen Pencils) to the heartbreaking (The Sum Total of Our Memories), with a range of riches in between. Taken as a whole, the diversity of the festival’s entries attest to the healthy state of documentary filmmaking as both an artistic and social practice. If you have the time and the means, do yourself a favor and see these picks and as many of the other films included in the festival as possible. It will be time well spent.
Spark: A Burning Man Story
Spark: A Burning Man Story
(Thu, June 6, 7pm)
Full disclosure: I am the last person in the known universe who would attend Burning Man. So, it was ironic that someone with NO interest in what the Playa has to offer would review a film made about the 27-year-old celebration. I expected to hear much of the usual euphoric post-festival ramblings about how much one’s life changes after a week in the desert, and there is some of that included in the film. But for the most part, Spark is an honest, at times brutal, discussion of how difficult it is to organize, manage, and execute an event that draws participants from around the world. That task falls to the people of the Black Rock Arts Foundation who are captured negotiating Burning Man’s most hotly debated issue — the lottery system. In 2012, the lottery was implemented to make access to the event more egalitarian. Despite best efforts, large blocks of tickets were purchased by or somehow found their way into the hands of much-loathed scalpers, and many veteran “Burners” were unable to attend. Since then, the challenge of scaling up efficiently and ethically while retaining event’s founding spirit has preoccupied Burning Man organizers. The filmmakers don’t present solutions, but show how those tasked with finding solutions navigate challenging terrain in thoughtful and pragmatic ways.
Without film or photographic footage of Burning Man, which is difficult to come by considering there is a strict “no filming” policy on the Playa, the movie could have been a dull slog. But there is footage of the festival, which presents Burning Man as a revelatory experience, and attendees as the boundary pushing, neon-and-feather-boa-wearing, radically self-reliant revelers that they are. Seeing this film is the closest I will ever come to participating in Burning Man, and I am thankful for it.