While Ozawa’s nationality crisis forms the film’s narrative crux, its camera’s concerns are rooted in the art of conducting. As Ozawa espouses in meetings with students, a conductor’s every gesture carries significant weight. In long, intense takes, the camera holds on Ozawa, particularly his sweaty, expressive face, as he conducts. The parallel with nonfiction cinematography is clear: “All afternoon I was conducting, I never thought about technique. You just do it,” Ozawa says.