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Perhaps documentaries just got more 
attention in 2020 because so many fictional films had stillborn releases because of covid.
Some of the good to great docs I had the pleasure of seeing this year have included: 
Planet 
of the Humans (about the lies told by both the left and right regarding climate 
change), My Octopus Teacher (about the unlikely close friendship between a 
mollusk and a human), 
White 
Riot (about the anti-racist movement in 70s UK punk rock movement),
Dick 
Johnson is Dead (about a dying man suffering from dementia ). My Social Dilemma 
(about how social media is changing how we think), House of Cardin (about the 
late fashion designer) and
Totally 
Under Control (about how Trumpian policies exacerbated the covid epidemic in the 
USA).
I have not seen some of the most acclaimed ones, including
David Byrne’s 
Utopia, City Front, The Go Go's or Crip 
Camp. 
 But the best one that I've had the pleasure of watching was a highly touted film 
which was selected as the Romanian entry for Best International Feature at the 
93rd Academy Awards.
Control is about a blaze that occurred in October 15, 2015 which was made much 
worse by the extreme corruption of the pharmaceutical  and medical industries in that 
country.
 
 The fire which occurred in a dance club called "Colectiv" (the title is an 
Americanization of the club name) ended up taking the lives of 27 people and 
injuring 180. The club had no fire exit as was legally required (someone was 
probably bribed) and people trampled over each other to escape. A journalistic 
investigation brought about certain terrible realities about the way the health 
care system was run there.
 
 The film’s title is also somewhat ironic because the main players in the health 
care system never worked together well as a collective for the benefit of their 
patients: they all just seemed to be following their own greed and 
self-interest. Within four months of the catastrophe, another 37 people died 
because of the ineptness of the health care system. The whole story was 
journalist named Catalin Tolontan to put together a team to do an extensive 
investigation.
 
 His team hears outrageous stories about how most of the patients died of 
infections rather then burns. The hospitals were using disinfectants that were 
so diluted that (only 10% active ingredients instead of the 90% as the bottles 
indicated) they were utterly ineffective, and the doctors were using infected 
scalpels on the patients, so that the corrupt pharmaceutical industry (Hexi Pharma) 
could get richer. Then the manufacturers bribed the politicians in power so they 
could stay in business without incident.
An article is published in the Gazette and it is eventually revealed that the 
corruption and callousness go much deeper than anyone even suspected, and it led 
to the whole ruling party, the Social Democrats losing their dominance in 
Romania.
 
 The film is more than just an expose of reprehensible government corruption. It 
is as much about the journalistic process (which has taken some hard knocks 
over the last decade) as much as such classic investigative films as Spotlight and All 
the President’s Men. We see the editors putting increasing demands on the 
journalists when they get hungry for a headline, conscientious conversations in 
conference rooms, and newspaper writers slaving over their PC’s to get the truth 
out at considerable risk.
 
 The stuff they uncover is horrifying. Footage shows a patient with a wound 
filled with maggots that eventually killed him because no hospital personnel 
could be bothered to clean him in the whole week he was there. A patient who was 
still breathing was covered up and treated as if he were dead even though he was 
still breathing. A mayor who has ties to the corruption is found dead before he 
gets a chance to testify. After the health care minister is deposed, the new 
chief Vlad (a conscientious former health care advocate) encounters seemingly 
insurmountable walls of corruption. And even after everyone knew that the 
disinfectants were diluted and useless, they were still used and there was no 
legal mechanism to take them quickly off the shelves.
 
 It ends just as it began, with a man weeping over his dead son. Audience 
members will find it difficult not to feel sick at the depths people will sink 
to and how many people have to die so that a few bureaucrats and corporate execs 
can make a little extra profit.
Collective paints a very dark portrait of the institutions we rely on most for 
protection which often put their own preservation above everything including 
their patient’s lives . But without correctives like this film and hard-hitting 
journalism there is little help that the situation will ever get better.
 
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