I have a difficult time processing visual art, being mostly a literary person, so it was interesting to watch this movie about Goldsworthy - who is basically the opposite. It's a pensive kind of documentary, as well as a thought-provoking one. Goldsworthy himself seems a bit embarrassed sometimes at having to explain what he does, or rather at having so much attention paid to him, but he's always an engaging on-screen presence even when he isn't actually saying anything. He's quite humble and dedicated - make sure you pay attention to his hands over the course of the movie.
It's not always structurally coherent, and the fighting is a little unconvincing, and neither Hrithik nor Aishwarya dance enough. BUT, the performances are good, the story is compelling, and it's beautiful to look at.