A wild whirlwind of a mess, without any coherence, without even a guiding principle.
By the end of Kim Longinotto’s harrowing “Dreamcatcher,” I could barely catch my breath. I told myself that it was just emotional overload after one story of human suffering too many for me to take. And then I realized that the subject of this film, the heroic Brenda Myers-Powell, hears these stories, and likely much worse, every single day. And she pushes forward, doing humane, difficult work in communities that so many have given up on decades ago. She is an inspiration, and a reminder that we need people out there willing to hear the difficult stories, catch their breath, and then do something about it.
Myers-Powell works at the Dreamcatcher Foundation, a group on the South side of Chicago that’s trying to save the women and girls of this beautiful city. The film opens with her traveling some of the darker streets of the Windy City in the middle of the night, looking for prostitutes. She’s not going to pull them off the street. It’s not that easy. Instead, she’s offering condoms; she’s offering an ear to hear their stories; she’s offering support. For the next 90 minutes, we’ll hear many of those stories with Myers-Powell, some of which are nearly too heartbreaking to take. Brenda comes from the life herself, surviving horrible violence after years on the street as a drug-addicted prostitute. She knows what the people who now stand in the shoes she once did needs—they need someone to listen to them. And the stories of abuse at the hands of pimps or johns are terrifying. Hollywood often presents images of prostitution that disguise the true horror. And Myers-Powell's approach could best be summarized in something she says to one of the girls she encounters, something these people don't hear enough, if ever: "You deserve to be happy."
Longinotto employs a documentary style that mimics Myers-Powell’s approach in its lack of obtrusiveness and judgment. She lets scenes play out in real time, never employing narration, title cards, etc. In many instances, it feels like we’re at the table with Brenda and a girl she’s trying to save. Both the filmmaker and the subject let people tell their stories without interruption, judgment or interjection. The film never sensationalizes or overdramatizes, just like the people of the Dreamcatcher Organization. In that sense, it’s very much like last year’s most impactful Sundance documentary, the unforgettable “Private Violence,” another journey into a dark corner of the world that too many of us would like to think doesn’t exist.
As hard to take as some of the stories are in “Dreamcatcher,” the cumulative impact is inspirational. What do people at the bottom of their personal barrels need more than anything? To be spoken to with respect, without judgment, and with grace. That’s what the people of Dreamcatcher understand, and Longinotto’s film allows that message to resonate beyond just the subject matter of this particular film. In telling a very specific story about people on the edge of tragedy in Chicago, she’s made a film that allows us to see all of humanity anew, both the darkness that we choose to ignore and the light trying every day to shine its way into it.
(Disclosure: The Ebert Foundation contributed a small grant to the post-production of this film.)
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