Good movie but grossly overrated

It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.

While it doesn't offer any answers, it both thrills and makes you think.

The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.

Touching anti-war film about a nine year old boy in a small rural village in Colombia. The boy, Manuel, just wants to play with his friends, all of whom manage to stay fairly oblivious the the civil war slowly encroaching on their town. The rebels threaten those who won't join up (including Manuel's father), and the government troops on the other side are ready to kill any they even suspect of being rebels. It's truly a hellish no-win situation for the farmers and families of this otherwise pretty idyllic farm area.The film is told mostly from the boy's perspective, leading to some interesting contrasts between what we as an adult audience can glean about what's really going on, while enjoying the sweet innocence of Manuel and his friends' perceptions, as they try to hang onto their childhoods. While I respected the film, and even admired it, it's so understated, that it had a bit less emotional kick than I was expecting on first viewing. But it got stronger and more emotional on a second watch, once I was used it it's quiet tone. There were still a few moments that felt a bit forced, and not all the kid actors are great, but neither flaw was enough to get in the way of being left moved and thoughtful.

A theme that pops up at a relatively high rate in foreign films I watch is that of children trying to go about their lives with a turbulent world all around them. This film from Colombia portrays one boy, a nine year old, and his friends who just want to play futbol after school. They just want to be kids. And isn't that what we should wish for children, to have happy, playful lives growing up? It's not so easy when guerrillas and paramilitary harass and even kill those who don't ally themselves with one side or the other. Here in this remote part of Colombia it's "Join us or we kill you" or "You're still here so you must be a bad guy, we kill you." Very difficult to live a quiet, peaceful life. Why must there be such warring violence? What can you do except try to rise above it and live... or run away to where it's safer. Here in this village, they just want to go to school and play soccer and tend to their farms. Such genuine performances in this beautifully photographed film. Children who've never acted are some of the finest actors ever thanks to a director who doesn't force acting but allows it to happen so naturally. Our story never relies on sap to evoke emotion, nor does it include over usage of violence and death to get to the point -- just life through these children and their families and their brave teacher who tries so hard to give them normalcy. If this followed the yellow brick road to shangri-la, it would have a happy, hopeful ending. Unfortunately life does not always take that road. Sad because of the circumstances surrounding our characters but a story that I so very much appreciated seeing and will most definitely watch again!8.7 / 10 stars--Zoooma, a Kat Pirate Screener

Carlos César Arbeláez, the listed as the director started by making documentaries in the Nineties including Cómo llegar al cielo, El cine en casa, Casa de mujeres and Negro profundo. This was his his first fictional feature film, and his background of aiming a camera at real people and settings is clearly seen. IMDb does not for some reason list the writer, but if you follow the link to the trailer, at the end it says "escrita y dirigida" which means that Arbelaez both wrote and directed this film; it is his baby, and how proud he should be. The dialog and actions of the characters could very well have been from a documentary, and this includes everyone from the focal adults to the incredible children and even the toddlers and the "attack" dog.This film depicted something that we who live in an ordered political system, even if far from any ideal, never have to experience first hand, a world of eternal lethal conflict where there is no way to opt out and choose to live peacefully. The genius of this film was that the horror of this existence was seen through the innocent eyes of children, in this case who had the comfort of their simple home, family and friends. We sensed the danger around them, but felt somehow protected from it, as they did. And their brand new soccer ball that was the gift to nine year old Manuel by his struggling farm family that was to provide pleasure to the whole gang of kids. A simple toy, that happened to fall down a ravine that while almost accessible, was in a field that had been strewn with mines by the guerrilla forces that were demanding fealty from Manuel's father. How close was the ball to being reached and saved, as close as the vulnerable families who were beset by violence with no way to escape it. How simple and pure is a ball, a device that combined with human creativity can focus the energies of children, and of adults to crescendos of exuberance, whether in a vast stadium or a simple flat area among the hills of a desolate farm community. A true work of rare artless art.

The humble people of the countryside, mostly, not want anything to live at peace with his family and neighbors. Caring for chickens, planting your garden and extract the milk of the cow daily what help them raise their children, are your greatest aspirations. They send their children to school only because they understand that being illiterate involves some limitations, but most are content to learn the skills that help them survive in communion with the earth, plants and animals. The farmer did not understand much -or want to know- about politics, armed groups, no war, let alone understand the worries of power, expropriation and exile that encourage so many men who seem to have been dead soul. But, one day, the sun illuminating the land is colored gray, the rivers and crystal clear water not only flows but, every now and then, drag the dead body of someone who sided or simply refused to stand with one, and in the mountains, the wind does not blow with his characteristic freshness but ill-fated day brings news full of despair. But in the midst of so much pain and distress, children are happy knowing that not everything is perfect. Encouraged the game, the color of the valleys and mountains, the proximity of their pets, the affection of his parents ... and above all, friendship.It is in this environment, where the life of Manuel, the son of Ernesto and Miriam, for whom football has a great meaning, and whose father feels that "the community has nothing to do with the thing they (guerrillas and paramilitaries )". Julián is the big boy friend who collects different types of bullets that have cracked their land. And Genaro, whom they call "Little Light" is the albino child who trying to convince someone - without reason- that for this feature, your life expectancy will be short.Results of a long wait and a few frustrations, "COLORS OF THE MOUNTAIN" It was like those who spend bamboo growing roots long, drawing directions, and calculating the size of the sky, and then emerge with impetus and glory. And then, reaffirms that the great and worthy is almost always the result of an big effort. Emotional and convincing interpretations of those small, without any acting experience, won a huge natural. Well, once more, Hernán Méndez (recycleman memorable in "La primera noche"), as the loving father of small Manuel. And good for Natalia Cuellar, the beautiful teacher who seeks to restore hope of peace to children. This is one of the best, poignant and true stories are told in Colombian cinema. Any recognition that can be made will be well deserved.