The other day I joined a Netflix Party and watched The Girl from the Song, a film made at the Burn in 2015.
It tells the story of a clueless but talented British guitar player who falls in love with a carefree young lady and follows her to Burning Man to sing a song he wrote for her.
Overall, I give the movie a B+.
I found the characters a little one-dimensional and some of the dialogue a little unrealistic.
Certain things, like a Greeter being rude and the scene where everyone plays in a pile of mud (definitely not a Leave No Trace activity), I had to suspend my disbelief over.
My experience of Burning Man and the filmmaker’s experience of Burning Man are vastly different.
But then that’s what makes Burning Man so special.
It’s never the same for any two people.
And I respect her experience.
There were some things I LOVED about this movie.
A scene which featured Alexander Milov’s Love sculpture caught my eye.
It features two wire figures sitting back to back, while inside the figures of their inner children reach out for one another.
Posing the actors in front of Love as they were struggling with their relationship definitely sent a powerful subliminal message and I loved remembering my own experience at this dramatic art piece.
And of course the filmmaker managed to capture the complete and utter joy and awesomeness of Burning Man by filming some of the magnificent art pieces that grace the playa – like Revolution:
I was at the Burn in 2015 so the art and scenery were familiar to me and made me so nostalgic for HOME.
The man burns in 488 days.