Anderson and Connolly filmed everything they could get their lenses on in the weeks leading up to a crucial Leichardt Council meeting. No doubt they were hoping for the occasional unguarded word to be caught on film - or perhaps a minor scandal might flit in front of the camera for a minute or two.
The result? Not only did they get all the juicy stuff they had hoped for, and more; they got a story so perfect and brilliantly proportioned that it could have been scripted - indeed, the `script' that resulted from Anderson and Connolly taking real events and snipping out the irrelevant bits is far more satisfying, clever and just plain entertaining than all but a handful of the scripts on which Hollywood is willing to squander millions of dollars. Anderson and Connolly's good fortune surpasses belief. I'm not saying they don't deserve this good fortune. But by gum, it IS good fortune. It's as if they'd planted a camera on the shores of Loch Ness just as the monster takes its first breath since 1450.
Their only problem must have been to fight the impulse to tap some of the councillors on the shoulder and tell them what some of the other councillors were planning to do. It's obvious they didn't, because ... oh, watch the film and find out.
P.S.: Having peeked behind the scenes, I have to say that I'd still be prepared to vote for Larry Hand (the mayor whose term is about to expire and may or may not be renewed). He's probably a decent enough mayor. Indeed, despite the unbelievable double-dealing that goes on, most of the councillors are almost innocent. The ones we DON'T see might be the Evil Politicians of popular fable, but the ones we do see really have no vices that weren't already present in the electorate, on election day.
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