A documentary, The most beautiful Place on Earth, which, with an aesthetic that focuses mainly on the essential and which makes long moments of contemplation its trademark, points the finger directly at those who, devoid of any independent thinking, allow themselves to be led by the hand by “experts”, deciding to support one or the other party, depending on what is convenient for them. Just as a group of Orwellian quacking geese would do.
What immediately impresses in Bojo Beach is the extraordinary calm with which the fishermen carry out their tasks. Their gestures, accompanied by their songs, are reminiscent – especially when they are intent on pulling their nets on the beach – almost of a choreography. And the sound of the water, for its part, conveys even more a sense of extraordinary quiet, of a constant repetition of events.