Bill Cunningham, the fashion photographer of The New York Times, is a genuinely nice person. He has good manners and is very pleasant with the people he encounters—there is no mean bone in his body. Hence, together with testimonials from his friends, the documentary is generally a cheery and feel-good film, at least until he had to confront questions about his sexuality and religion.
Earlier in the film, when he was asked about his family, he described his parents as Catholic, a qualification which I found interesting for him to have used. (An alarm goes off in my head whenever I read or hear the word; I basically gird myself.) And although the clip above is just an excerpt of about 4 minutes on the subject, the filmmakers have decided to let Mr. Cunningham’s short answers and silence speak for themselves.