
Inevitably for this type of documentary, the four lives were distilled into fairly one-dimensional portraits. The San Francisco baby's life alternates between having very hands on parenting and being left alone. Both of her parents were present in her life, with lots of reading, music, toys, activities, etc. The Tokyo baby was surprisingly similar to the San Francisco baby. For my taste, there were way too many bright colors in Tokyo, but otherwise it seems to be nice to be a baby in Japan. The Mongolian baby lives in an isolated area. You almost never see the father, and the mother appears only slightly more often. His brother constantly hits him until he cries, and cows, goats, cats, and roosters are running all over him all the time. It's a miracle nothing bad happened to him. The Namibian baby's mothers seems to sit around all day with another woman, mostly doing nothing but occasionally talking or grooming. (They must do more—perhaps new mothers are given "time off.") Of all the babies, the Namibian baby had the most unhygienic upbringing you could imagine, but of the four he almost seemed the happiest, rarely crying.
In all the footage they used, I felt like they could have included a bit on bedtime in addition to the rest of the day (mealtimes, bathtime, playtime, etc.). I did like how they showed the present day "babies" (around age five?) in the credits. Also, the music was a bit weird, oddly chipper, but it was somehow the perfect soundtrack to unify four lives in very different geographies.
This is oddly enthralling considering the lack of dialogue, plot, or even the "message" (or central theme) of most documentaries, but it's really worth watching, no matter your taste.
Rating: 3.5
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