While "Steam of Life" is a seemingly simple, straightforward documentary, it is also an artfully made film. I loved the way the director envisioned and presented the sauna itself, as a space, as a catalyst for sharing. We see these burly men, large men, small men, soldiers, fathers, construction workers, brothers, and as they unrobe they're also baring their souls to the camera, to one another, to themselves. I was really pleasantly surprised at the quantity of nudity (no, not like that, you naughties) and the treatment of the naked body. While it is not at all central to the plot, the nudity in the film breaks the idea that nudity is bad, or forcibly sexual, or both. Though not every vignette is thematically heavy and dark, by telling a story, each man seems to unburden himself. In the midst of the storytelling process, he throws ladle after ladle of water upon the hot stones. The steam rises and evaporates, and with it, some of the man's pain.
Bravo, Finland.
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