Grand old streets, great people. Our past and our future.
Like a really satisfying graphic novel (the kind you never want to put down).
A subdued, painful, and introspective cinematic masterpiece. Watch it, love it, support it.
Ann Patchett calls this book “a universal donor –I would recommend it to anyone, everyone”. I agree.
Last but definitely not the least! Maybe even the best.
If I muted this film and looked only at the waves, I would be content.
At the end of it all I decided not to support the couple, and then also not to care.
“Don Perico is sick”, a character says, “it is a poetry attack!”
If I am sliding down my seat laughing, can I still call this film a bad one?
By all rights, evil Lizardo should have won.