The camera flies effortlessly over the city, taking in fabulous skyscrapers and scrappy slums. Then the story begins. A young man, apparently high on something, has hijacked a bus and demands hand grenades and a second pistol. The police, and soon the television cameras, surround the bus. The SWAT team is ready, yet for some reason (perhaps the cameras?) is not brought into play. This is just the start of a harrowing journey painstakingly tracing the path the young man took to this event. Along the way we meet his friends and relatives, and learn about the unholy life of a street kid. I don't think I could ever watch this film again, but I will never forget it.
