I was flipping through the channels at 1:30 this morning, and stumbled upon this documentary. I had never heard of Ryzhy before, but I found his life and poems very interesting. The film is shot and edited quite nicely... it has a spooky, sad, nostalgic, old-Polaroid-picture sorta feel to it. It was perfect for a late-night/early morning viewing.Especially interesting to me were the segments involving Ryzhy's son, and the montage-type sequences that accompanied the readings of his poems. The soundtrack was excellent as well... really suited the run-down suburban landscape of the film. It reminded me a bit of some of the Montreal "post- rock" bands. I believe that he credits listed Low and Calexico as contributors to the soundtrack.I'd recommend it!