Russell Brand is one of my favourite people. I find his attitude towards drugs to be powerful and infectious. Not long ago I was ignorant on the subject, but after listening to his various appearances on shows and debates where he discussed the ‘War on Drugs’ in amusing and impressive detail, I have begun to care a lot more about the subject.
Unfortunately, Russell Brand, whilst hilarious, witty and awesome, is still just one man. For a real change to be made there needs to be support, and for support there needs to be awareness. I feel that Russell is doing an exceptional job at spreading awareness, but in so many ways ‘The House I Live In’ nails every note of the solid argument against drug criminalisation, and does it in a fascinating and consumable way.
Eugene Jarecki clearly filmed and edited this documentary with a purpose, and due to the subject matter it is very difficult to capture this story in such a way that doesn’t leave one side looking a bit stupid. That being said the topic is handled with care and deliberation and the arguments being made are done in as respectable manner as can be expected. One cannot play Devil’s Advocate for the Nazis.
The real human beings behind the nightmare are what give this documentary it’s soul. You witness the people involved in the different stages of the buying and selling of drugs all the way up to the legal action that follows. I am sure that the interviewed people were selected with some discrimination, but seeing the shared discontent amongst them is incredibly powerful.
The House I Live In is one of the most important documentary’s made this century. The issue it discusses is an issue that needs rectifying as I type this very sentence. It is not a historical look at past mistakes, but an eye-opening exposure of the blunders being made today. I can’t emphasise enough that *you* should watch this film. Stream it on Netflix or LoveFilm, buy it off of Amazon, or rent it from iTunes. Just watch it.