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Obomsawin refuses the activist doc's obvious moves—no rousing strings, no villain close-ups—and instead trusts nine days of presence to do the work; most filmmakers would've buried the politics under sentiment, but she lets the Cree speak themselves into the frame.

This is essential Obomsawin: the concert-as-testimony structure sits squarely in a lineage of political documentary that privileges witness over argument, and the formal restraint—letting music and testimony breathe without authorial mediation—marks her as one of cinema's most rigorous political voices.

The decision to hold on performers' faces *during* the songs rather than cutting away to archival footage or talking heads is what transforms this from coverage into something alive—Obomsawin lets you read conviction in stillness, and that choice, made on what was likely a modest budget, is what makes the entire film sing.