Last Train Home follows one Chinese family over 3 tumultuous years of factory work and long trips home for the holidays. The conditions are miserable, but the folks bear it to send money home to their children and parents, whom they only see a few days each year.
The story is a portrait in misery and dysfunction with few bright spots to balance the spectacle. It may be that the people portrayed are truly stoic and single-minded, but I suspect there is footage of moments of lightness, tenderness, laughter, and depth that were left on the cutting room floor.
In any good tragedy, contrasting moments of humor or lightness serve to highlight the pathos of the story. But this painting is monochrome in its palette.
Still, it is an epic work, tragic and sometimes beautiful, a festival favorite, and clearly the work of a dedicated and talented director. If only to witness this slice of life from the other side of the world (and to see who makes your jeans) it is worth the price of admission.
Satisfyingly awkward quest for enlightenment by an intelligent die-hard realist and the filmmaker who's pushing him into it. Funny, insightful, and great insight into the yoga phenomenon.
Just saw this very moving doc. Incredible first-hand video and story of a couple surviving New Orleans in 2005. Excellent story telling. Go see it!! It's at the IFC Center in NYC. They're trying to get a grass roots distribution going. Look for it or arrange a screening in your city if interested. It's an important film.