Its part doco and part fiction. Or is it? After this film I found myself driving down Market St the wrong way. It's that sort of film you puzzle over, wondering why you sat through the darn thing. In the film we are introduced to the wandering souls of street kids who rampage through the city. The angle then shifts to the homeless with no future or hope in sight. Between the two street urchins, (they are both castrated from society), we fall into a trance created by the lingering shots that install the feelings of horror and despair. Only towards the end does our sympathy part from the street kids and move onto the subdued homeless people. Maybe the path of the street kids will one day become that of the homeless. Or maybe the director made a film to test the stamina of a festival audience. (I can tell you that at least sixty percent walked out.) Maybe I don't know. Anyway it was a bit long but I still can't get those depressing images out of my mind. Maybe that was the whole aim of it, to give us suburbanites a complex of some sort?
