QUOTE (DanBuck @ Sep 8 2008, 07:17 AM)

But here's a question I'd like to raise. I'm not sure why but I got very emotional when Petit's closest friend (at the time of the walk) broke down into tears. I'm not sure I totally understand why he was crying, and I certainly don't know why I was. Here's my best stab at it:
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There are in the film, a few sad notes that my heart immediately understood and my head is still catching up with. Those involved in that act seem to point to it as a true, pure thing that they've been a part of. And there seemed more than a little regret that it might have been the only such event in their lives.
Thoughts?
I think he broke down in tears because all of the relationships that took place in this event are now lost. Philippe Petit somehow changed after the events on that day in 1974 -- a change that changed everything. His relationship to his girlfriend, a breaking up of the entire group, an end to what could have been a lifelong endeavor.
Notice that none of those who were involved in the act were filmed together talking about the story?
As far as the film goes, I sat there totally mesmerized (and a little uneasy). The shots from above the Trade Centers just made me queasy. But Petit gets up there as if it's nothing. And for him it IS nothing! What's the difference between risking your life at a few hundred feet and risking your life at a few thousand feet! The guy did this in his back yard every day for years. Doing it on top of the World Trade Center is the same risk he's always taken. The only difference is that now he gets to prove it to the world.
I never thought there was a re-enactment. I always thought everything was done with Super-8.
The elements that went into that night were astounding. Tricking the guards with fake IDs. Getting the freight elevator to take them up by accident. Both groups hiding from the guards. Pulling up hundreds of feet of lost rope for hours in order to still secure the tightrope and make the stunt operational. Standing out on it and making eight crossings, 45 minutes above the crowd below, after a night of hell trying to get there.
Remarkable.
Unbelievable.
I loved Petit. He was alternative before alternative was cool. Riding around on his little unicycle, playing magic tricks on people in the streets, having a vision for his life's trick before the buildings were even built.
I was blown away by this event, and by the film.
DO NOT vote this year until you've seen
Man On Wire. Here's an inspiring documentary, in a time where docs typically tear us to pieces with sad truths that we really don't want to accept. (But reluctantly, we still do.)
Man On Wire shows us a Banksy before Banksy that actually takes his life in his artistic hands, and conquers the world when he conquers his dream.
Certainly the best documentary I've seen in years.