A cinéma-verité portrait by Robert Duvall of a ten-year-old New York gypsy. The fictional storyline, about the theft of a family jewel and its eventual recovery, introduces us to a lot of individual gypsies (and others); and Duvall gives them, in semi-improvised dialogues, as loose a leash as they might have gotten from (another actor-turned-director) John Cassavetes. Much superficial behavior is revealed, but not much hard information. The fact that the actors are all Real People Playing Themselves guarantees a level of authenticity, but not necessarily a level of interest. The viewer has to put up with a lot of ennui for a little verité. (1982) — Duncan Shepherd
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