A few minutes ago, I randomly remembered this great documentary that I watched over a year ago: The Runners. Here’s a brief description:
Pounding the tarmac through the seasons, a band of runners are brazenly challenged with intimate questions as they pace their routes. Liberated from responsibilities, their guards drop dramatically, releasing funny and brutally frank confessions, and weaving a powerful narrative behind the anonymous masses.
Sheffield Documentary Festival
I’d like to write more about it, but I need to pick my daughter up from school in 15 minutes. For now, I’ll just post it.