Alfred Stieglitz and Georgia O'Keeffe were great partners in love and art, and now Edward Weston and Charis Wilson have been brought to my attention thanks to this hour-long documentary. The makers have combined the original photos with filmed reenactments of Edward and Charis at work using actors; there is also newsreel footage of soup kitchens and other facts of the Depression. We have color footage of the 91-year old Charis reminiscing about her years with Weston--about ten in all. Altogether it is a fascinating reconstruction of one of the great collaborations in twentieth-century photography.The photos seem to breathe, they are so vivid. The flesh of her body contrasted with the grey sand in those photos of 1936 has a tremendous erotic power. Thank God for Guggenheim grants.

I saw this at a special screening in Minneapolis (I believe the producer is from there), and was really charmed by it. They used a lot of Weston's photos of Charis, then reproduced some of the scenes where the photos were taken. This was a very low budget production, but the quality of the scenes, making it look like film taken at the time, was remarkable.The most interesting aspect of the film, I think, was the relationship, both artistic and personal, between Edward and Charis on their first trip together. He was one of the most respected photographers at the time (the first to ever get a Guggenheim fellowship), and much older than she was. But they really stood eye to eye, and her genius is clear throughout.Definitely worth a look if you can find it.