Don't Believe the Hype

To all those who have watched it: I hope you enjoyed it as much as I do.

It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Romanian cities teem with children living on the streets, since dictator Ceausescu - hoping to increase the work force - outlawed both birth control and abortion. More than any other film I have seen, this captures the heartbreak and hopelessness of street kids and their lives. The 5 kids we follow scratch out an existence living together in a subway station. It is initially hard to comprehend, as some of these kids theoretically have homes to return to. But when we see the nightmare reality of those homes, we start to understand that there are tiny children, some as young as 8, trapped between a rock and a hard place. A true horror film, but, like documentaries on the holocaust, one that has an important reason to exist. To move people to action, and to make sure this kind of institutionalized neglect never happens again.

We all know the existence of Street children, the news keep broadcasting the footage of them constantly, and we all feel sympathy for them when we are watching it. But how long we keep that sympathy on our mind after watching those footage? couple of weeks? a day? I guess the most of us just forget about it in couple of hours because we all have own life and we all have something to do.But this film, Children Underground, have so much impact, and got me thinking about those street children for almost a month since I watched it. The most heart breaking scene is one of the kids cut himself just because he took other kids to the wrong park by mistake, and the other kids blamed him for it. He cut himself from his guilty feeling, and that was so sad because he think that's the only way to gain his forgiveness, and what makes it worse is that the adult who are supposed to be there and teach him those stuff is not around him.This film gave me so many "what if" I've never even thought about. What if I was born as a orphan? What if I couldn't fit in there? What if the only way to feel safe is using that paint thing? and I realized I might be just like those kids if I wasn't born to my parents.The film have so much impact and message, and would definitely make you think about something, something strong.

This is a very powerful documentary of the lives of children in Romania in the late 1990's living in a subway station. By careful filming and concentrating on five children ranging in age from 8 to 15, and by using mostly their own words and interactions, the stark realities of their survival are allowed to show themselves rather than being extracted by force. The follow-up material at the end of the film as well as in the supplements on the DVD are as significant for the effect on the viewer as the body of the documentary. Although the home conditions from which these young people fled are repugnant to our sensibilities, it's clear there is more to their endurance of street life than that. When one boy is asked what he likes best about living in the streets, he thinks a moment and then shouts, "I get to live FREE!" and does a little dance to illustrate. How sad that children should have to sacrifice such basic amenities as health care and education to get a little control over their own lives. In an interview, the film-maker confesses that the most difficult task of all was not intervening as these small people were beaten and insulted, and as they remained perpetually intoxicated on volatile solvents. I agree with the choice. Intervention in the immediate term would not have altered the course of any of their lives, and the impact of the film would have been destroyed. I hope that BOTH lessons here are not lost on the audience -- not only what privations follow a society's collapse, but also what children and ALL humans are willing to suffer in order to gain some personal autonomy.

Whenever people ask me for some recommendations, I always bring this one up. I’ve seen many depressing films in my life, but this has to be one of the worst. It’s hard to imagine what it must be like to be one of those children living as they do. The paint sniffing, the lack of food and the fighting at their age is just sad. I found myself forgetting the ages of these children, but after finishing the film the pictures of some of the children have yet to leave my head months later. There are films like KIDS or Pixote that do their best in trying to portray a day in the life of a youth in their environment. This film is a step inside their lives, as even upon a child being gang beat, the camera did not interfere. The image of the child being beaten by a group of other children is vivid in my head today, and should be. This film was meant to over the eyes of people, and I guarantee it will to anyone who gives it a chance too.