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Stranger Says:

A grainy elegy to a great handheld documentarian and a promising filmmaker, Howard Brookner, that makes you jealous of the artistic beehive of the Chelsea Hotel and hate the US’s official response to the AIDS crisis. Rare footage of the gay dudes in the New York art/lit scenes (Burroughs, Ginsburg, Warhol) plus old stills of a young Spike Lee, and that whole late '80s crew make this one a must-see. The shots of Jim Jarmoush as poof-headed AD behind the the clapper of Brookner’s films are amazing, too, as is everything he has to say in the doc. Unclear transitions between the past and the present make you feel like you’re an eye on the wall in those scenes, which satisfies. (RICH SMITH)
by Rich Smith
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Aaron Brookner