Each and every time I sit down to write about a movie – and I’m assuming this is true for any film critic who gives a damn about their craft – one of my main objectives is to find an angle or a take that is in some way novel. I want to bring something new to the conversation about whatever movie it is that I’ve decided to dedicate a review to. For the documentary No Other Land, I’ve decided to go the opposite route. For this review, I’m going to be about as original as your average 8-year-old.
