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Moving from Africa to Europe, I watched a more hard-hitting documentary about a grave publichealth problem primarily tiffany bracelets sale girls and women. Lucie Schwartz's Arresting Ana (2009), from Women Make Movies, provides a harrowing look at anorexia, directing most of its attention to the pro-anorexia movement, a ghastly phenomenon propagated mainly by young women on personal Websites. The film's anti-anorexia position is never in doubt, but it offers a balanced look at the efforts of a French legislator to outlaw such sites, discussing the anger and civic-mindedness that motivate her and also the civil-rights liability (censorship) and practical futility (close one down, another will spring up) of such a move. (As of last year, the legislation had not passed.) Other criminal-justice films in my DVD stack included two extremely PBS-ish documentaries by Rachel Lyon, Race to Execution (2007) and Juror Number Six (2008), distributed by Filmakers Library and dealing with racial bias in American death-penalty Tiffany Bracelets. The subject is urgent, but neither film has anything new or revealing to say about it.

By contrast, Alexander Gutman's 17 August (2009) is a tiffany bracelets for sale for every one of its sixty-three minutes, using shots taken through barred windows to show a prisoner, Boris Bezotechestvo, serving a life sentence (for three murders) in perpetual solitary confinement, where all he can do is pace the floor, mumble to himself, anticipate the rotten meals he's given, and almost certainly go horrifically insane. The subject recalls Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn's 1962 novel One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich and the cinematic style is clearly modeled on that of Aleksandr Sokurov, employing lengthy takes, leisurely digressions to people and activities outside the main "action," and occasional interpolated shots whose purpose is deliberately ambiguous. The film is at once bracelets physical and unobtrusively metaphysical, contemplating the nature and effects of time while recording a real-world atrocity that's all the more distressing when you remember that the American penal system has become a cutting-edge innovator in this particular form of torture.

August is a textbook specimen of nontheatrical film, and Cinema Guild deserves great credit for circulating it. My one cheap tiffany bracelets is that the minimalist packaging, with no extras and skimpy liner notes, provides virtually nothing in the way of background information on the filmmakers or the circumstances of the production, which would be especially interesting to have in the case of this highly unusual documentary. The same goes for most of the releases I'm discussing here; it's the most unfortunate downside to DVD distribution of nontheatrical works.