MY UNDESIRABLE FRIENDS part 1: LAST AIR IN MOSCOW
(All-too-brief thoughts in the intermission after seeing parts 1 to 3 (before everything falls apart and, as we are told repeatedly in text at the end of each part, everyone we see will more or less be in exile after February 2022): You feel like at first "wait, is this all this will be, hanging out with these independent journalists and newscasters at the last Independent media outlet in Russia in late 2021?" And yes, that is what it is. But that is what is great and unique and special about it: the intimacy of the film, for lack of a better term, is that you are there with these women (mostly women) who have seen some shit and are hanging on to their independence - albeit as "Foreign Agents" as we are told repeatedly has to be what is is - and we get closer to them through their conversations and frustrations and the constant oppression of so many many years under Putin. A not insignificant thing on my mind while watching this was also... how many times have I, as...
