The complex relationship between filmmaker and subject is yanked front and centre in this riveting odd couple portrait. “You’re shitting into my soul, you fucking bastard, with your damned camera!” screams Inta, a large, aggressive woman, at Ivars, the sly documentarian of the title. Inta’s life, eked out in a cottage at the edge of a picturesque marsh in Latvia, is turned upside down with the arrival of Ivars and his camera. Through Inta’s apoplectic rage, Ivars persists, and Inta finally allows her enormous and wild character to be filmed. Keenly aware of its exploitative potential, Inta is nonetheless drawn to the camera – but what will happen when it’s time for the camera to leave?