It followed a gang of (Russian?) orphans around as they spent their days huffing paint or something. It was like Oliver Twist, except intense. I plan to watch it again, if I can find it free/cheap. If I remember correctly, it quite figuratively rocked my socks off.
Also, in the event that it’s too expensive for me acquire, please remind me of its sock-rocking intensity.
No, but it appears to document almost the same thing. The children in mine also lived in train stations, I think somewhere in Eastern Europe. I really don’t think it was Moscow and I know it wasn’t South America.
I think it would alternate between interviews with the half dozen kids and their daily lives- begging, huffing, fighting and etc.
The huffing of that shit played a big role, or at least is what had the biggest impact on me.
Perhaps Children Underground? Follows Romanian children living in train tunnels and huffing paint. Quite sad. I vaguely remember an interview with a girl’s parents and maybe a reunion that was pretty emotional.
I learned something today. I had never herd the expression "huffing paint’ before and had no idea what it meant until I Googled it. Now, please excuse me; I have to chase some kids off my lawn.
I’m familiar with William Blake, Peter Pan and Michael Jackson, but I never really got why children are supposedly so special. However, after rewatching this thing on youtube, it becomes apparent. I highly advise everyone with eyeballs to obtain a copy and view it.
And then when you have, we can talk about what complete assholes adults in Bucharest are. You don’t give charity to a homeless crackhead, sure. The conservative “they’re there by their own choice” is at least not absurd. But you’re not even supposed give 12 year olds a choice. Fuck.