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Ron Howard tries to split the difference between Werner Herzog and Frederick Wiseman in a broad yet sobering doc about the 2018 Camp Fire.<\/p>\n
The first thing you realize during the initial moments of Ron Howard\u2019s \u201cRebuilding Paradise\u201d \u2014 a broad yet sobering National Geographic documentary about the 2018 Camp Fire that bellowed into the deadliest wildfire in California history \u2014 is that you can\u2019t imagine what the blaze was like. Not really. And not for lack of trying. You probably saw it on the news a couple of Novembers ago, and stared in disbelief at the ash heap where the foothill town of Paradise used to be. There were helicopter shots of an unslakable inferno, social media videos of an orange sky, television anchors walking through the colorless rubble that was left behind. Eighty-five people died across 240 square miles of scorched earth, and the apocalyptic imagery made it seem like those numbers were still far short of the worst-case scenario.<\/p>\n
But the home video clips that Howard includes here \u2014 assembled into a nine-minute prologue that captures the mayhem of that sunny November morning like a Hollywood disaster movie shot with the dangerous immediacy of a war doc \u2014 make for a different experience. A dog barks at nothing. The radio warns of an urgent fire up at Camp Creek Road. A school bus is stopped in the middle of the street. \u201cHoney, there\u2019s all sorts of stuff falling out of the sky,\u201d says one of the sequence\u2019s chorus of disembodied narrators. \u201cIs it raining?\u201d<\/p>\n
The fire sweeps in like a hurricane; like a backdraft that\u2019s almost the size of New York City. Tires pop, and the flesh on people\u2019s arms starts to melt. Brimstone turns the air black, and a young boy asks his dad \u201cAre we gonna die?\u201d It\u2019s an eclipse saturated with a lava lamp glow of brimstone, and you gasp when someone points out that it\u2019s only 11:38 a.m. These people aren\u2019t just scared, but also confused; even though the area had a long and violent history of fires, it never seems real when your home suddenly goes up in smoke. The footage is horrifying, even at a time of such intense climate change that natural disasters can seem as regular as the weather. \u201cRebuilding Paradise\u201d doesn\u2019t make it any easier to imagine what it would be like to be in the eye of a cataclysmic firestorm, but it makes it easier to understand that some things are unimaginable, even if they\u2019re very real.<\/p>\n
The rest of Howard\u2019s documentary \u2014 a largely observational piece that\u2019s punctuated with a handful of talking head testimonials, but never sees or hears from its celebrity director \u2014 offers an uneasy portrait of what \u201crebuilding paradise\u201d really means for the people who lived there. Howard burns through the newsiness of it as fast as he can (remember when Trump donkeyed in and referred to the town as \u201cPleasure\u201d on national TV?) in order to shift attention away from the spectacle of it all and focus instead on what happens to places like this once the spotlight gets pointed at some other tragedy somewhere else.<\/p>\n
We meet reformed town drunk Woody Culleton, who got sober in Paradise and went on to become its mayor. We meet Matt Gates, a square-jawed police officer whose ride-along scenes are shot like the saddest \u201cCops\u201d episode of all time. There\u2019s the local superintendent, who knows that a town \u2014 and possibly a country \u2014 is only as strong as its school system. There\u2019s the woman whose entire collection of shot glasses melted in the blaze, except for the one with John Wayne on it. The Duke may have been problematic, but he\u2019s durable as hell. The people of Paradise seem just as resilient, even as they\u2019re forced to live in the tent city the government pitches for them in a Walmart parking lot. Some are waiting for FEMA\u2019s permission to go back and dust off their property, but many others feel like they have nothing to go back to.<\/p>\n
Howard untangles the knotted emotions of that awful predicament by focusing on the bureaucracy involved in starting over. The forensics make clear that the fire was caused by errant sparks from 100-year-old PG&E equipment (the utility neglected to cut power that morning despite tinderbox conditions), and exacerbated by a climate-related drought; the October rains that used to dampen the area don\u2019t arrive until Thanksgiving anymore, if at all. Howard doesn\u2019t have the patience to unpack the class-action lawsuit that ensues \u2014 or to really dig into the frustrations of dealing with FEMA, a government agency that naturally turns the clean-up process into a Kafkaesque headache. It\u2019s hard not to imagine what kind of field day Frederick Wiseman might have had with the same material.<\/p>\n
Some moments are too raw and uncomfortable to deny, and a natural storyteller like Howard is smart enough to get out of their way; the scene where a single, twerpy PG&E representative apologizes to the survivors on behalf of his company is a painful, damning sketch of capitalism at work. Other moments are short on essential context. A cameo from PG&E ultra-pest Erin Brockovich does more to indicate the general tone of Paradise\u2019s town meetings than to explore what the local people are hoping to achieve in court \u2014 what kind of settlement they\u2019d need to feel okay about starting over. Is rebuilding Paradise even the right thing to do?<\/p>\n
In a way, that\u2019s also the central question of the film, and it\u2019s one that can only be asked in the most rhetorical of terms. People are resilient, and the people of a small town like Paradise maybe even more so than the rest of us; most of them know each other by name if not also by reputation, and there\u2019s a sense that who they are is somewhat inextricable from where they\u2019ve lived together.<\/p>\n
On the other hand, Americans have a long tradition of confusing obstinance for strength, and some of the Paradise legacies understandably refuse to entertain the idea of living somewhere else and letting the fire win. \u201cPeople say it\u2019s wrong to rebuild, but I\u2019m 74 years old \u2014 I don\u2019t give a shit,\u201d Culleton concludes. \u201cThis is where I want to be.\u201d It\u2019s hard to blame him. For anyone fortunate enough not to know what it\u2019s like firsthand, being forcibly dislocated from your home is as unimaginable as watching it burn. And the way things are trending, it seems inevitable that Paradise will burn again. Then again, where else would Culleton go? There\u2019s hardly a town in this country that doesn\u2019t feel like a Paradise in the making.<\/p>\n
As signs of life return to the area (the high school graduation is a major event) and people begin to pick up the pieces, the film gradually becomes defined by its uncertain relationship with the triumph suggested by its title. Howard\u2019s heart breaks for these people, and he doesn\u2019t shy away from the toll the fire has taken on their lives; not even the stoic do-gooder Officer Gates survives the following year unscathed. The director is happy to celebrate the light moments that pierce through the darkness (there\u2019s never been a more powerful scene of someone getting clerical permission to rebuild on their own land), even if he shares our concerns about what the future holds.<\/p>\n
But Howard is too much of a humanist to shoot this stuff with the dispassionate remove it needs to feel like the impossible dilemma that it is. We are with his subjects more than watching them, leaving \u201cRebuilding Paradise\u201d without a perspective of its own. At times, the documentary is so ambivalent about what it\u2019s showing us that it almost feels like Howard is just messing with composers Lorne Balfe and Hans Zimmer \u2014 testing these two virtuosos to see if they can deliver a muscular and symphonic musical score that splits the difference between victory and defeat. They can\u2019t.<\/p>\n
And yet, whenever Howard puts his thumb on the scale, he\u2019s able to channel the film\u2019s pervasive sense of hopelessness into something powerful in its own right. Finding a proper ending for a documentary like \u201cRebuilding Paradise\u201d must have been tricky, but Howard\u2019s solution feels right: He leaves us with the school kids of Paradise as they raise money for tornado victims in Alabama. \u201cWe know what it\u2019s like to lose our home,\u201d one of them says, as news footage shows nature obliterating yet another pocket of the United States.<\/p>\n
Politically, this country suffers from a lack of empathy, but collectively it suffers from a lack of imagination \u2014 a human inability to wrap our heads around an ecological crisis that\u2019s too immense for us to picture in our minds\u2019 eye. We tend to struggle with threats that we can\u2019t see, even if they\u2019re showing themselves in undeniable ways around the world. It\u2019s up to fire survivors to help tornado survivors because so few people understand what they\u2019ve gone through. That will change, and hopefully this documentary can help change it. But it\u2019s cold comfort to think that we\u2019ll all be living in Paradise before long.<\/p>\n
Grade: B-
\nNational Geographic will release \u201cRebuilding Paradise\u201d in select theaters on Friday, July 31. Visit National Geographic for screening information.<\/p>\n
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