Cinéma vérité at its most challenging and controversial, Children Underground is a raw wound of a film, but impossible not to see, or to feel. In a subway station under the streets of Bucharest, Romania, five children have formed a pseudo-family of the homeless, scrounging for food and enough money for Aurolac, a paint thinner strong enough to make them forget. Ages eight to sixteen, they play, fight, spit at subway windows, and fantasize; the crew, with them eighteen hours a day, merely films. Candid to the point of brutality, Edet Belzberg's camera captures a world of shocking chaos and casual fascism, where the smallest fight the hardest and all social order has long since dissipated. A truly disquieting, unforgettable work, it questions not only the world it displays, but also the queasy morality of its own steadfast, unblinking gaze.