I ran into Ghosts of Cite Soleil director Asgar Leth last night at the rooftop bar on top of the Hyatt. I saw his knockout documentary, which also played at Tellruide, six months ago in Los Angeles vai the good graces of exec producer George Hickenlooper. It’s a kind of Cain-and-Abel story that was filmed entirely in Haiti just before, during and after the overthrow of Haitian president Jean Bertrand Aristide in March 2004. An excerpt from the piece I wrote: “I now see Haiti as less of a Ground Zero for abstract political terror and more of a place where people on the bottom rung are trying to live and breathe and create their own kind of life-force energy as a way of waving away the constant hoverings of doom. In short, this excellent 88-minute film adds recognizable humanity to a culture that has seemed more lacking in hope and human decency than any other on earth. It’s been a kind of growth experience for me. I feel like I almost ‘get’ Haiti now, and I haven’t stopped telling people about it since.”