When I telephoned filmmaker Ellen Spiro to set up the interview for this article,
she invited me to her place on the shores of Lake Travis, 30 minutes outside of town.
"Be here around five o'clock -- that's when the sun begins to set," she
said. "If you're going to come all the way out here, you might as well see it
at its most beautiful." It was a line that might have come straight from her
latest documentary and that's when it struck me: Here is a filmmaker who is not merely
in touch with her work -- she lives her work. The documentary, Roam Sweet
Home, is a meandering and intensely poetic look at what some call "the Geritol
Gypsies," a loosely connected group of senior citizens who have abandoned the
safe mores of a settle-down retirement to roam the Southwest in RVs (usually Airstreams)
in search of new adventures and experiences. As one character explains, "I get
so wrapped up in seeing what's around the corner that I just keep going." And
in a brilliant stroke of formal strategy, the film is narrated and framed for us
by Spiro's dog Sam, whose words were penned by author Allan Gurganus (The
Oldest Living Confederate Widow Tells All). But what makes the film special,
and what ranks as a significant contribution to the development of the documentary
genre as a whole, is not that Roam Sweet Home so successfully details the
lives of a certain breed of nomad, but that it so effectively realizes the potential
of a different way of filmmaking in regard to both the form and modes of production
-- a nomadic cinema, if you will.
Of course, it all must begin with the filmmaker, and Spiro herself has lived the
life of a nomad. Born and raised in Virginia, she spent her time afterwards roaming
around the country living here and there, sometimes even out of a van, teaching film
production and making her documentaries. Her first, DiAna's Hair Ego (about
a South Carolina beautician who begins educating her clients about AIDS and safe
sex), arose out of her own experience with the death of friends from AIDS. It won
numerous awards as well as the eye of ITVS (Independent Television Service), which
funded her next project, Greetings From Out Here, a loving and quirky look
at gay subculture in the rural South.
Before embarking on Roam Sweet Home, she purchased a 1962 Airstream, tossed
in two Hi-8 video cameras tiny enough that you can cup them in one hand, a small
artificial light set (which she ended up never using), and a cell phone, then hit
the road with her ever-present companion -- her dog Sam (who would end up becoming
a bigger part of the film than she probably could have ever foreseen). And that was
it. She was ready to begin shooting.
If this method seems counter to the way more traditional documentarians go about
preparing to shoot, that's because it is. Rather than spend months in pre-production
interviewing subjects, scouting locales, and formulating a modus operandi, Spiro
likes to discover and explore the possibilities of her subject matter as she shoots.
In fact, when beginning Roam Sweet Home, she had no idea she would even concentrate
on senior citizens. "That's the way it works for me," she says. "The
film finds its focus at the point where I lose mine." She also eschewed the
more commonly used and bulkier Betacam format for the tiny Hi-8 video camera before
switching to DVC during the middle of the shoot as that technology became available.
And because she works alone (that's right -- no additional camera operator or sound
recordist) and uses only natural light for shooting, the small camera becomes something
of an extension of her own personality. "For most people the camera is a barrier,"
she says. "For me it's the opposite. When I have a camera I feel I have a reason
for talking to strangers. And because I'm the only one behind the camera, they're
interacting with me, with the camera, and with the audience. There's no real filter
there."
photograph by Shannon McIntyre
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Taking into account her solo "guerrilla"-style tactics, you might think
that the results would be on the raw side, a film whose subject matter is forced
to overcome its underdeveloped sense of style and polish. With Roam Sweet Home,
however, nothing could be further from the truth. Aside from achieving the most beautiful
cinematography in a documentary that I've seen since Letter From Waco, Spiro's
camera placement and movement are uncannily on the mark in evoking the emotions and
experiences of her subjects in the most visually interesting way possible. It's because
she works alone that she can take all the time she wants to set up a shot. As
she says, "I'll wait for six hours to get the right light." And of course
it doesn't hurt that her subjects, nomadic retirees, weren't in much of a rush, either.
Resourcefulness is also a necessary trait of any good documentarian: "There
is a night scene in the film that took place around a campfire where the light levels
were too low. Rather than bring out the artificial lights, we just tossed more logs
into the flames."
With such a nontraditional approach to production, it follows that Spiro's documentary
would also be refreshing and unique in both form and content. How about a film about
the elderly in which nobody gives much thought of dying? Spiro knew that aging and
death were integral parts of her story of these geriatric roadies, but few of them
seemed interested to discuss it. And she realized quickly there was no use trying
to drag anything out of them. "They think less of death and more of living than
90% of the young people I know. It was a lesson they taught me: the importance of
concentrating on the present rather than the future. The present is the future
from the perspective of the past." Roam Sweet Home offers numerous illustrations
of this philosophy of living -- none better than that of one elderly woman hauling
ass down the highway with her Airstream, complaining about the "slowpoke"
in front of her while gleefully exclaiming, "I love speed!"
Spiro still felt that the subject of aging and death needed to be treated in the
film, at least on a subtextual level, and it wasn't until her dog Sam became ill
near the end of the shoot (in "dog years," he was a senior citizen himself)
that she decided to use him as the means to examine her own feelings about getting
old. "Sam and I decided he should narrate the piece. So he 'wrote' a letter
to our good friend Allan Gurganus (my all-time favorite writer), explaining to him
that because of his old age and failing health, he would need some help in writing
the narration. Allan wrote Sam back saying that he would be more than happy to help."
Although Spiro had not planned on Sam playing such a large role in her film, she
had plenty of footage of him. "I always photographed Sam when there was nothing
else to shoot."
The segments of Sam's narration that are interspersed throughout the film serve
as a brilliant structural strategy. Not only do they allow Spiro to comment and reflect
upon the issues of aging and death without a trace of paternalism or condescension
to the senior citizens who are her subjects, the segments also lend the film a formal
beauty that places it squarely in the realm of art. Moreover, they also provide a
substantial contribution to that eternal debate concerning the documentary genre:
the notion of objectivity. For years, the prevailing school of thought asserted that
documentaries should merely record "real" events in an unbiased fashion
with the minimum amount of intrusion possible, so as to preserve the "integrity"
of the subject. It's a dubious assertion. Documentary film, and all cinema for that
matter, is by nature based on biased selection: selection of camera placement, selection
of which subjects are to be photographed, selection of what footage will make the
final cut in the editing room, etc. What filmmakers like Spiro realize is that a
forced appearance of objectivity within the form actually serves to the contrary:
It promotes a lie. More and more documentarians are exploring, transgressing, and
expanding the traditionally strict boundaries demarcating "fact" from "fiction."
Indeed, Roam Sweet Home is the only film I can think of which so clearly frames
the "reality" at hand with very conscious constructs of poetic artifice.
The combination of Spiro's visual poetry and Gurganus' spoken poetry within Sam's
narrational segments supply the piece with an insight and scope into the world of
the "Geritol gypsies," and the filmmaker's relation to that world, that
otherwise would have been unattainable. Spiro's approach harkens back to Jean-Luc
Godard's own stated approach to filmmaking: "I begin with documentary -- and
give it the truth of fiction."
Currently, Spiro has settled down on the flood plains of Lake Travis while she
spends the year teaching film production at the University of Texas. The ever-shifting
water level of the lake offers some respite from the wanderlust that's forever tugging
at her. "The landscape doesn't sit still -- so I'm able to, at least for a while."
She was convinced to come here to teach by UT RTF production head Paul Stekler as
part of his ongoing effort to bring in real and talented filmmakers to serve as instructors.
"I encourage my students to do the opposite of what I did in Roam,"
says Spiro. "Stay a while, get to know your characters like family; don't start
shooting until you know you're part of the family; focus on one subject intimately;
and don't generalize. I try to get them to understand that shooting video is an exchange:
Your subjects are giving you something by opening their lives and hearts and you
must give them something back -- namely, your compassion, understanding, patience,
and skills. The camera, if you get to know it well, becomes a kind of passport; it
gives you a kind of power that should not be treated lightly. It gives you a reason
to follow your curiosity and intuition, to go places you've never been, physically
and imaginatively. And rather than being a barrier, the camera can be a bridge, an
extension of yourself and a way to tell the stories that would otherwise be swept
under the carpets of conventional histories." Spiro hasn't yet discovered the
subject for her next documentary, but given her nomadic nature, they're bound to
run across each other sooner or later.