Such Is My Karma

Writer/director Pacek gives over control of his camera to a bunch of foul-mouthed, sometimes violent early teenage and some younger inhabitants of the poor Parga district of Warsaw, who film themselves as they go on daredevil trips around the city and its outer wastelands. There's considerable bravado on display (a 3∏-year-old recites a very distressing rap/punk poem), but also spirit and energy. The care with which the youngsters treat Pacek's equipment suggests that the effect of the trust and attention shown to them was as significant as their debilitating material poverty.