'Sunshine Hotel' (2001) – Michael Dominic.

A beautifully made, bracingly candid, heartbreakingly warts and all overview of the infamous 'Sunshine Hotel', at the time of its making, one of the very few remaining SROs (flop houses) on New York City's storied Bowery. An intimate, humane, shocking, occasionally blackly funny examination of a melancholic, palpably fractured substratum of society, happily, all too few have any personal experience of. A commendable work of lucid non-fiction filmmaking, Michael Dominic's exemplary, undeniably moving study of these broken men is, as one can imagine, sure to make an impact on any who have the good sense to watch it. While bluntly exposing distressing events, many of the outspoken men maintain their charismatic personas. Hotel 'Runner' Bruce Davis is sprightly, quixotic, consistently intriguing fantasist, and charming, gravel voiced, ex-lounge organist Nathan Smith, makes for a compelling narrator, offering profound insight into his own fascinating personal history, and shedding light upon the claustrophobic, isolating, stiflingly blackened last resort domain of Sunshine Hotel.

 “What you have one day, you don't have the next, what are you gonna do?”