There’s no doubt ‘Lunch atop a Skyscraper’ is a potent
photograph, securely stitched into New York’s rich iconography. The oft-reproduced
shot of eleven steelworkers posing precariously above the city’s streets continues
to exert a queasy fascination for even the most mildly acrophobic, while its
wider contextual significance – symbolic of modern New York’s very formation,
capturing a moment when both its skyline and melting pot population were still
works in progress – would seem to offer great potential for documentary analysis.
Unfortunately, the potential goes unrealised in Men at Lunch, which drowns its subject in sentimentality and
hyperbole. A florid voiceover delivers a mix of overstatements (tourists
visiting the building’s observatory are “drawn by one of Manhattan’s greatest
legends” apparently – as opposed to, say, simply seeking an impressive view)
and banal conclusions (the mostly anonymous workers are everymen; “they are all
of us”), and while some interviewees proffer genuine insights worth pondering, these
can’t balance the film’s wayward focus and runaway aggrandisement.
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