(Cue great shots of art-world types ranging from John Cage to Andy Warhol.) But here and in discussing his boyhood (Mom bought him his first camera Dad was an overserious Talmudic scholar), the recollections are more piecemeal than comprehensive. Assistant and friend Margit Erb (a producer here) comes in from time to time to keep him focused.“A window covered with raindrops interests me more than a photograph of a famous person,” Leiter declares, recalling a New York City youth that found him rubbing elbows with the legends of Abstract Expressionism.
We watch the now-old man dig through rooms full of work few people have ever seen, reminiscing about the (recently deceased) love of his life and delivering the occasional bit of wisdom like, “the important thing in life is not what you get, but what you throw out.” He sometimes hesitates mid-utterance, as if unsure how seriously he wants to take this whole documentary thing: Speaking of nudes he shot of one woman, he says he “did some pictures of her that are slightly…they’re slightly…” before simply moving on to another photo. “A window covered with raindrops interests me more than a photograph of a famous person,” Leiter declares, recalling a New York City youth that found him rubbing elbows with the legends of Abstract Expressionism.
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