October 1, 2013
Bill Cunningham New York (Richard Press, 2010). Only three years old and already nostalgic (shooting on film, laying out newspaper pages). A little sketchy about his relationship with the New York Times (which co-produced) but therefore less congratulatory than promo piece Page One. And a fashion photographer is never a war photographer, whether he’s working streets or black-tie events. But regardless, this would make any list of films about photographers, for its simple attention to craft and process — not quite work, not quite art, but some third category. Could have done with fewer talking heads, though, but that’s a general rule. The secondary story — the slow disappearance of a loved idea of New York — is handled with subtlety.