Inside the famous Pavilion of the São Paulo Art Biennial, the young Mayan Edgar Calel is no longer a body, an immutability imprisoned by the framework of modern white architecture. Very white. He thus becomes air; multiple, ungraspable, uncapturable. “Sharpening words with my eyes”, he offers us another possibility to reflect upon the existence of beings and their capacity for representation. Now that we are facing Calel, we need to de-calibrate how we locate ourselves in time and space.
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When a movie has you begging for it to end not even half way through it's pure crap. We've all seen this movie and this characters millions of times, nothing new in it. Don't waste your time.
It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.
All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.
Great story, amazing characters, superb action, enthralling cinematography. Yes, this is something I am glad I spent money on.
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