I'm not sure if director Steve James set out to show us a glowing example of 'The Ugly Americans,' or not, but I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and assume that he did. And he succeeds spectacularly, down to getting me so irritated that I almost stopped the DVD three different times. As a documentary, it's very well done, but the subject matter is an entirely different story. This is an examination of a dysfunctional family of four who practise mini-cultural imperialism -- without apparently realizing it -- on the island of Taveuni in Fiji.Director James allows us to share in the lives of the obnoxious Pierson family, Americans who insist on stereotyping a stereotype. Why are they seemingly incapable of understanding that it's not a good idea to fling themselves into the centre of an entire culture and expect that culture to embrace THEIR values? The patriarch of this family is John Pierson, an independent film producer with two rotten kids he can't control. His wife Janet is also a film producer with even less control, but she does at least show some sensitivity toward the Fijians. Their children, surly 13-year-old son Wyatt and obnoxious 16-year-old daughter Georgia (she regularly calls her mother an a**hole), freely scream at or insult their parents, without even a sprinkle of respect. Why the Piersons would allow James's camera to capture their glaring parental inadequacies is surprising, unless they were oblivious to it. While watching this film, the word 'oblivious' becomes a pervasive motif when applied to the parents. Fiji is a complex and even fragile country divided almost down the middle between indigenous Fijians and Indian-Fijians whose ancestors were brought to the islands by the British as slaves in the 1870s. There have been three military and civilian coups on the islands in the past 20 years alone, something that isn't mentioned in this film. The indigenous Fijians (Melanesians and Polynesians) are a soft-spoken people with an ancient culture. Enter the well-meaning but goofy Pierson, a guy who thinks it's a great idea to show 'Jackass' to the natives at the community movie theatre he has bought as a kind of experiment. Pierson doesn't seem to understand that 'Jackass' or The Three Stooges might be campy cultural references in America, but they don't necessarily translate the same way in Fiji. A Fijian film distributor tells Pierson it is not a good idea to show 'Jackass,' but the dime-store impresario insists. Not long after, the Fijian government showed eminently good taste and banned that brainless movie for being too 'gross' and not consistent with Fijian values. I almost applauded when I read that. At one point in this film, Pierson, wearing a Three Stooges t-shirt, says 'maybe I don't belong here'. An excellent bit of soul-searching.This worthy film has its faults: it's far too long and often meanders. After almost two hours, I was glad to see the back end of this family. I suspect a lot of Fijians felt the same way.

We rented Reel Paradise anticipating a look into the trials of running a movie theater in a remote location, and dealing with cultural and language challenges. Evidently there weren't enough trials to fill the film, so the trials of being urban Americans in a non-urban culture filled in the gaps.It was embarrassing to watch the teenage Fijian girl tell the camera how it's strange to watch the American girl talk to her parents. "We don't... talk like that". The tattooed and pierced American 16 year old did what and who she wanted. Not terribly related to running a theater, and not terribly interesting.John proved to be rude and condescending to the Fijians, as well as his landlord. He insulted the school and church on the island, and showed the movies half way through the local mass, saying, they're going to have to make a choice.As a fan of documentaries, and the new infotainment from Michael Moore and others, I was looking forward to a good independent film. What we got was an unfortunate display of how Americans act away from home, and why so many people around the world don't like us.One of the few DVD's we have ever turned off before finishing.

Exhibitionist – a review of Reel Paradise By Steve Fesenmaier Nov. 4, 2006 Since I started exhibiting films for a living in fall 1972, about a hundred people have told me that I should make a film about my amazing life, and write an autobiography. Most recently Ken Hechler told me that I should write a book – I am helping him write a book about a "Supermarine" and working with Russ Barbour on a two-hour film about him, "Ken Hechler – In Search of Justice." Since I write a weekly Graffiti column, and spend most of my free time showing films, or writing about them, or previewing them for one of the several film festivals I program including The WV Jewish Film Festival and The WV Filmmakers Film Festival, I really don't have time. But there is finally a film that in certain ways shows the peculiar life I have led for more than three decades – Steve James' film about American indie promoter John Pierson in "Reel Paradise." Pierson met his wife while working at Film Forum in NYC, working for Karen Cooper. Over the years he helped fund Spike Lee's first film, wrote the best book on contemporary American indie films, "Spike, Mike, Slackers and Dykes," and hosted a cable show," Split Screen." He has spent most of his adult life, as I have, showing films, and promoting them in various ways. He finally decided to take his wife and two teenage children as far from America as he could, finding the 180 Meridian (International Dateline, where the day officially changes) Cinema in the Fiji Islands, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Steve James, who made the sensational "Hoop Dreams" and "Stevie," both world-class biographical films, spent the last month on the island filming Pierson and the amazing life he was leading.The highlights of the story include tracking down the thief who stole computers, passports, and other items from their home; the problems the two teenagers have living in such a primordial place, and the joys and defeats Pierson experiences while showing free, 35 mm., current films to such an isolated group of people. Films included "Jackass" (because his son suggested it) to "Bend It Like Beckham" to a Buster Keaton film. (He got married at Film Forum and screened a Buster Keaton film as part of his wedding ceremony. My wedding ceremony took place at the Dunbar Public Library after a New Orleans feast and several hours of Les Blank films with him serving as best man and visiting celebrity.) The most interesting part of the film is the brief discussion of the only opposition he faced on the island – from the missionary Catholic Church which also ran the "college" where his children attended school. They were against the "free" aspect of the films, thinking that it undermined their teaching that one has to work hard for everything. Pierson had to show the films free since few of the islanders could afford any admission fee.I wondered why Pierson did not set up some kind of class on film-making at the local high school. I myself have always been involved with young would-be filmmakers, serving on the national board of a group, Cinema Six, whose board included Dr. Wayne Dyer and people at Lucasfilm. Locally, I have been on the board of the local communications dept. at WVSU, the only college in the state with a film school type program, and co-founded the WV International Film Festival, which has an annual student film competition. Perhaps Pierson didn't want to formalize his film program that would discourage adults, etc. from attending.He was overjoyed introducing and watching the audience, mainly children laugh out loud with joy at the films. I certainly can identify with this feeling since I myself have enjoyed it since 1972, introducing the world's greatest films and filmmakers in person from 1972-78, and here in West Virginia, bringing many of my friends including Les Blank twice here, and many others including William Sloan from MOMA (who has a real MLS in library science and founded the NYPL film program), Linda Duchin from New Yorker Films, Dennis Doros from Milestone Films, Mitchell Block from Direct Cinema, John Hoskyns-Abrahall from Bullfrog Films, Mimi Pickering from Appalshop, and a hundred more.I don't know how interesting the average film-goer would find this film. Likewise for other recent films about movies like "Cinemania," about NYC film fanatics who live for "competitive movie watching. " I recently saw a great film, "Ticket to Jerusalem" about a Palestinian film exhibitor who loved to show films to children in his house, and even better was "Mine Cine Tupy," a short documentary about a Latin American man who literally created a film theater for children out of parts he found on the street or junkyards. Recently a great documentary on perhaps the single greatest film exhibitor of all time, Henri Langlois, was released – "Phantom of the Cinematheque." I recall a film from Australian, "The Picture Show Man," that chronicled the life of an early 1930s era traveling film exhibitor through the Bush. "A Very Curious Girl," a hit French New Wave film, uses a local cine club as the focus of its portrait of a young girl growing up in France in the 1960s.Since we have more than a century of movies, and people still love them despite the reality of YouTube and the entire web-movie mania sweeping the world, you may find this film worthwhile. If you enjoyed films like Les Blank's "Burden of Dreams" and "Heart of Darkness" about the making of Coppola's "Apocalypse Now," you would enjoy this film.

This is a documentary about John Pierson, a film/TV producer that (to be honest) I had never heard of, who took his family (wife and two children) to Fiji in order to run the "most remote movie theater in the world." I have to admire the family for allowing the film crew to come and film them in their most private moments. They appear to be quite candid and "real" in the documentary, and not mugging for the camera at all. There are many funny moments in this film, and after it was over, I felt as if I knew this family. The young son is quite witty and stole the show, in my opinion. We were thrilled that the family came to the Sundance screening we attended, as it was in Salt Lake City instead of the main location of Park City, and a lot of filmmakers do not bother to attend shows in "the hinterlands." I recommend this one!