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<-- back In which Laura Poitras, for reasons that will become painfully obvious in her film, fails to ask the most obvious question: How can you operate an organization like Wikileaks, and at the same time insist that the world still owes you a love life? How can you simultaneously take on the FBI, the CIA, the NSA and the State Department, but still feel entitled to sexual encounters with pretty much everyone who happens to cross your path? How can you be at the center of a global information warfare operation that traffics some of the most sensitive intelligence on the planet, yet think that it's a good idea to leave a long trail of disgruntled lovers? What point is there in maintaining secure communication channels if you keep violating OpSec 101: Don't fuck around. Even though Laura Poitras doesn't ask any of these questions, she cannot help but answer them. And even though there is no sex in her film, other than in form of veiled and sometimes not-so-veiled references that keep recurring both on and off the screen, her portrait is so intimate that it hurts to watch it, and it inevitably hurts everyone involved, be it in front of or behind the camera. Had she hired actors to play Julian, Jake or Sarah, the most personal scenes would appear laughably implausible; but the fact that they're all happily playing themselves makes the entire affair look truly surreal. While the whole world is watching from afar, witnessing heroic acts of digital disobedience committed by a clandestine group of hackers, Poitras' close-ups show something completely different. There are no adults in the room, just a bunch of adolescents, and they're all very busy shooting a documentary. Contrary to certain claims that have been made since its release, "Risk" is not an act of personal betrayal. It's a self-inflicted wound, and beyond the willingness of the protagonists, including the filmmaker, to ditch their original mission, and instead focus on what they seem to mistake for the glorious private life of global celebrities, there is nothing scandalous about it. This film doesn't leak anything of value, but it keeps dripping, and for anyone who wants to get a better idea of when and how Wikileaks lost its sense of direction, this is, despite its best intentions, a rather important document. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- sunday june 4 9 pm risk laura poitras 2017, 92 min pirate cinema berlin u kottbusser tor e-mail for directions https://piratecinema.org/trailers/s06e03.mp4 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- () >< pirate cinema berlin www.piratecinema.org <-- back |