I can't help but wonder if the person who made this documentary has ever seen another documentary in their life. Same goes for those who chose to nominate it for an Academy Award. It is so full of BS cliché that it could pass for an Onion parody. So much for a documentary: a bunch of archival footage, some B-roll, and music at the end, all set to a few boring interviews about some people's lives, the likes of which I could do in the next 45 seconds with my dad, my uncle or the next door neighbor, without any skill. There is a bracket of about 7 minutes that is somewhat interesting and the cinematography is not terrible, but the rest is below unwatchable. There is NO insight into anything to do with the instruments, just a few generalized boring comments I could have made myself to myself while watching. The backstories are irrelevant or at least not made to seem relevant in any way to the theme stated at the beginning, which is that these people are left among the few doing what they are doing. There is nothing about what it is for them to be "the last repair shop" or thereabout. The first guy is gay and good for him but what does that have to do with repairing the instruments. The second lady is an immigrant who had a tough life and no money, which is a story half the people I know and about a quarter of the videos on YouTube have to say so what's the interesting take? And the bald guy seems to have had a fascinating life but he never bothers to tell us how the he*l he got from opening for Elvis Presley to fixing instruments for kids. Just don't bother to watch this, you can find dozens of better YouTube videos about any of the subjects mentioned in the film.
Review of The Last Repair Shop
