"Lost Bohemia" is photographer Josef Arthur's very personal and heartfelt documentary on the loss to greed and the corporate world, of a very special artists' community known to shockingly few. Almost everyone has heard of Carnegie Hall, but few knew that along with the famed performance space, the building also housed 168 amazing studio spaces, each one different, and all designed to give artists a place to live, study, create and teach. The list of those who lived and/or worked there reads like a who's who of 20th century arts; Marlon Brando, Isadora Duncan, Enrico Caruso, Leonard Bernstein, The Actors Studio, Martha Graham, Norman Mailer, etc. etc. At the time the film was made many of the artist residents had been living and working there for 30, 40 even 50 years. And just about all, in spite of advancing years were continuing to create, teach and add to the cultural life of New York City. So when the Carnegie Corporation decides to evict the tenants so it can renovate the building and turn it into office space (they claim it will remain space for artists, but the film gives hard visual evidence of how much of a lie that was) the tenants fight back with all they can muster. But it's a tough battle, especially since many of the residents –- many celebrated in their youth -- are no longer big stars, but are now eccentric (and wonderful) but largely forgotten artists in their 60s, 70s, 80s and even 90s. No one seems to care that tearing apart this world means the loss of literally tons of artistic history, as well as consigning a bunch of aging creative people to spiritual (and in some cases literal) homelessness. Astor himself is a tenant, so the loss is personal, not just theoretic. The film is rough edged (it was made on what seems a home video camera, and Astor doesn't even try to show his quite brilliant photographic eye). It isn't objective (not that it should be), and the focus can get a bit lost at moments as Astor splits his story between miniature character studies of the residents, the history of the place, and the legal wrangling about the future of the building and tenants. But it's never less than interesting, enjoyable, righteously angry and human. A feisty, but also terribly sad film. It's also unfortunate that in spite of quite good reviews, the film is almost impossible to see. Never released commercially on DVD, I had to get lucky in tracking down people involved with making the film in order to view it. That's really awful because it's both a worthwhile and moving film, a social statement, and an important slice of unknown history.

There is a reason that award ceremonies have so many categories for film - there are many people involved in every production. So, its sad to see a film like this, which has such an important message, be crippled by slack direction and bad editing. This is a one hour documentary trapped inside a 1 1/2 hour rambling rant. The premise of this documentary is that in 1895 Andrew Carnegie built live/work studios above Carnegie Hall to house resident artists. Since that time numerous dancers, musicians, actors, photographers, fashion designers, writers etc. have lived in these unique premises. New York is not a cheap place to live and many of those struggling the most work in the arts. This film is about the removal of these longtime residents (the longest living resident moved into their studio in 1949) and its heartbreaking to see corporate America destroy the creative class - the people who actually make New York unique. However, this film is not the best medium for the message. It rambles, repeats itself, wallows in self pity, and dithers too much to remain attentive to the people involved. Random interviews with residents regarding a meeting with lawyers or a sidewalk protest are combined with second hand biographies and endless shots of the destruction of the interior of the hall's residences as they are transformed into offices. As much as I would like to give this film a 10, the film making is substandard.

About an hour of your life you will gladly trade. This Documentary takes you behind the doors of one of New York's and the worlds last bastions of free thinkers and treasured artists, it shows the value of people and the despicable nature of commerce. The denizens of Carnegie Hall will reach in and take your heart as you watch them get legally eviscerated by the very institution that claims to support the arts. If by the end of this film you're not pumping with rage at the loss of culture and precious irreplaceable talent then it's your loss. The people, architecture and artistic works swept under the rug for sterile office space is a crime beyond my deepest contempt. If you wonder if money is destroying the best of man the answer is a resounding yes. When you see the dumpsters parked outside the apartments of the aged tenants (some dealing with cancer)you will feel sick to be human. A film that is poignant and angering and ultimately shows the devaluation of priceless history when it impedes the lining of wealthy pockets.