The director of one of the years most surprising films talks about his extraordinary subjects, the film-making process, and the age-old interrogation: nature or nurture?
” Ideas are my bread and butter ,” alleges film-maker Tim Wardle.” But it’s hard to find projects that obligate you want to get out of berth at 3am and move film somewhere .”
That, nonetheless, was not the case when agricultural producers at Raw, the London-based production companionship where Wardle wreaks, been presented to his attention the histories of Bobby Shafran, Eddy Galland and David Kellman, a determined of indistinguishable triplets who knew good-for-nothing of one another until they were reunited by happenstance at age 19. That alone would make for a compelling documentary, but their storey doesn’t demise there.
Bobby, Eddy and David are the subjects of Wardle’s new cinema Three Identical Strangers, an extraordinary documentary that starts as a feelgood human interest floor and, by the end, has you interrogating the nature of life. As far as documentary topics start, this one is nonpareil, a fact that was heavy on Wardle’s mind as he set out to tell the brothers’ narrative on cinema.” There’s huge pressure not to fuck up the fib ,” he admits.” I wasn’t to be concerned about coin or anything like that. I was just like,’ I can’t blow this .'”
Three Identical Strangers begins in 1980, as a 19 -year-old Bobby Shafran accompanies his first day of university simply to find unfamiliar classmates accosting him as Eddy. While it’s only the first in a series of fortuitous disclosures, most of which are better visualized than read about here, Wardle is smart to tell the first half of the documentary through recital and recreated scenes, a tactic that allows the observer to get a sense of how eerie it must be to move into your dormitory room and find you’re already an on-campus celebrity. Eventually, Bobby and Eddy meet and are contacted by David, whose adoptive father discovered a duo of twinneds in the newspaper who seemed exactly like her son, down to their shared pudgy hands.