the most original, entertaining, and vicious energy: a large glass of hydrochloric acid thrown directly into the face of the bourgeoisie.
Cienaga is a town in the resort mountains some ways from Buenos Aires, the hometown of the vacationers we meet. Several families gather at one of their old ancestral country homes to escape the heat of the city but it follows them to the remote and somewhat decadent ranch. The scum-topped pool, the cramped quarters forced by having too many children thrown together into few rooms, and the muddy and forbidding fields surrounding the area all contribute to the oppressive feel. But it is in the depiction of the intertwining relationships of adults to children to servants that Martel truly soars. This is neither satire nor parody-- it is too true a depiction even though much of what occurs must seem absurd to American eyes. Rest assured, I have spent such summers in Brazil, in similar summer circumstance, and Martel's vision is spot-on.
Not since Bunuel have we had such a clever, entertaining, and intelligent operation performed on the middle-class family.
HIGHEST recommendation.
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Topic - Lucrecia Martel's, "The Swamp (La Cienaga); from Argentina comes - tinear 08:48:44 02/15/10 (3)
- You called it..... - afilado 10:57:51 02/15/10 (2)
- I was wrong! A second viewing showed the genius but what really did it was seeing - tinear 16:24:21 02/15/10 (0)
- Better wine that night? :) nt. - Victor Khomenko 15:19:53 02/15/10 (0)