Everything is illuminated, and nobody looks all that good

This is yet another documentary where the filmmaker is sent on a mission and must hang on for dear life when it all heads in a different direction. Nina Davenport deserves credit for climbing back on even when her subject, young Baghdad film student Muthana Mohmed (Muthanna Muhammad), stops the filming. Her success is perhaps best measured by the degree to which her film is infuriating and frustrating to watch--and quite possibly embarrassing to all concerned.

Here's what basically happens. In 2004 when he's about to embark on his directorial debut with Everything Is Illuminated, the famous New York actor Lief Schreiber sees Muthana on MTV in Baghdad holding forth in fluent colloquial English about how the US invasion has destroyed his film school. Wouldn't it be a good idea to rescue Muthana from this situation, Schreiber thinks, by bringing him to the Czech Republic to work as an intern on the set of Everything Is Illuminated?

Actually it's not really a very good idea at all. It's the kind of hasty, ill conceived do-gooding Americans are famous for, based on no very careful consideration of the people involved or the consequences to those most directly concerned. To begin with Schreiber et al. don't know much about Muthana and his background--or about Iraqi or for that matter general Arabic culture. Nor is Muthana prepared for interning on an American movie set. Most probably that wasn't the kind of job this upper class boy was ever looking for in going to film school.

But much more importantly this is a bad idea because, given the current situation, the very circumstances that disrupted Muthana's film school, no young Iraqi in his right mind, once out of Iraq, is likely to want to go back. Toward the end of the film Davenport says she wanted a happy ending for her film, and now all she looks for is an "exit strategy." Well, Muthana was looking for an exit strategy from day one. Liev Shreiber didn't prepare for that. It wasn't part of feeling good. He did prepare to record this, his "good deed," by setting up somebody through MTV--Ms. Davenport--to make what was expected to be a heartwarming documentary about Muthana's wonderful experience as an intern on his movie. Instead, he got this film, which is hardly heartwarming even for a minute. It's safe to say that nobody looks very good in it, not even Ms. Davenport. It's true everybody is strained to the limit. But whose fault is that? Should we blame MTV?

Davenport encouraged Muthana to be himself. Uh-oh. He disappoints the film's Jewish liberal producer by declaring "I love George Bush—he changed my life" and no doubt offends everybody on hand by referring to Everything Is Illuminated (which incidentally fared worse critically than this documentary), a film that deals extensively with the Holocaust, as "a movie defending the Jewish theory." But that's just a passing remark; he doesn't dwell on it. He is, over time, somewhat furious that--especially after arriving as a kind of celebrity--he gets put to work as a lowly gofer's assistant, serving producers vegan tidbits. "What the f---!" he tells Davenport's camera, "The most important scene was rolling on the set while I was mixing the snacks!"

Contradictorally, Muthanna has been given a posh apartment in Prague--and this crap job he doesn't know how to do. Since he doesn't warm to the task, the fault-finding soon begins on his hosts' part. One person says he ought to have sucked up to somebody really big time right at the start, so he'd be taken care of later. He's pulled in many directions, with desperation at the edge. He's supposed to edit the movie-wrap gag film in 48 hours (why 48 hours?). He misses the deadline, because he goes to a big party. He had to, he says; they were his friends! He's a sociable guy; he's also basically just a kid, rather a handful, with a lot of personality, and not the hardest worker around. Looking no doubt for their own exit strategy, the producers and Schreiber go about finding fault with Muthana as a slacker and an ingrate. Which of course in a way he is.

But there's also the desperation. Videos come from his fellow students and family in Baghdad, warning him for God's sake not to come back. His Czech visa is running out. He gets it renewed several times. The film wraps. The gag film is shown. Muthana says he helped on it. It makes Elijah Wood ecstatic. He asks Muthana if he has email. The Illuminated crew departs. Muthana stays on--he gets hired on the spot as a gofer for Doom, a sci-fi horror action adventure being shot in Prague starring The Rock, Dwayne Johnson. He shapes up as a gofer, does his job now with a smile, plays up to The Rock, who thinks he's a hero (like him!)--and shakily, gets The Rock to donate the money so he can transfer to a film school in London. Meanwhile, Muthana's finances are more and more on the edge, and he keeps hitting people up, notably Davenport, who doesn't like it. She wonders why he doesn't run out and get a job, any job, when he gets to London and has all of three pounds in his pocket. This is when he absolutely and finally refuses to continue with her film.

When he lets her back, he's completing a year of the London film school and he tries to blackmail her into giving him more money, demanding ransom for some film he's holding. He's humiliated because he wasn't chosen to direct a film at the (obscure) London school: he's just an assistant cameraman on another student's film. The question is, what is he going to do next? Some say he could be an actor, and an admissions person at the New York Film School says, viewing a video he's sent, "He's very, very castable in today's market." According to Davenport in a post-film interview by Jen Stevenson, Muthana has been given asylum in England for five years.

And this is what happened. A documentary can do no more than tell us that, and Davenport's film is well edited to show everybody as truthfully as she could.

Seen at the IFC Center in New York, where the film opened June 4, 2008.

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