This is a difficult documentary to review. Why? Because its subject, Sidiki Conde, seems like an amazing and inspiring character, but the documentary itself not so much. Likely, it just needs some aggressive editing, perhaps from 88 minutes down to 50. I think it'd play great on a cable station or PBS in an hour slot with commercials. Or perhaps as a series of 10 minute installments on the web. For the most part, the film is shot well with good audio and sequences on their own hold up, but as a whole, not so much. Plus, the title, while catchy, ends up being a source of disappointment, as the film displays very little dancing. It's lovely to see this man dance on his hands, but truly, of the 88 minutes -- only 2 or 3 have any dancing. There's far more drumming. That said, the filmmakers do offer an intimate personal, gritty-reality look at this interesting and motivated artist. The apartment scene where Sidiki teaches a small group of special youngsters how to drum and sing is especially endearing. If you're in NY, get Sidiki a gig!
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