Acasa, My Home

Acasa, My Home is an essential document of a nation ever in flux, and of what individual lives are disrupted and cast aside in the churn of progress.

Ciorniciuc and his co-writer Lina Vdovîi, in allowing events to unfold slowly in front of the camera, have created a beautifully measured portrait of an amazingly resonant topic.

Rică, like Acasă, My Home itself, meditates on how we define a life worth choosing.

It's a remarkable piece of documentary access.

It's a very empathetic portrait, but it also shows the complexity of this family... I think it's most poignant when it focuses on the children.

Needless to say, the point of Ciorniciuc's immersive, lively, warm and heartbreaking film is not to see the Enaches in the park as total paradise and their stab at urban living as some terrible detour into restrictiveness.

ACASA, MY HOME is a documentary about a family which has been living in the Bucharest delta for twenty years with few modern conveniences. Then the government turns the delta into a nature preserve and the family must leave the delta and live in the city.

This is observational filmmaking at its finest, so proximate to these people and their story that for moments I forgot I was watching a documentary...

Most of this unfolds so cinematically it's easy to forget you're watching a documentary until Prince Charles, a conservation proponent, shows up to attend the park's groundbreaking.

Acasa, My Home is a film that shows far more than it tells, but since Ciorniciuc shoots it from the perspective of the Enache family, it's natural for the viewer to take their side.