...and more importantly, with a decent structure. The conceit - cut between a dozen people living in Havana to show what a day in the life of the city is like - is immensely appealing to the humanist in me. But it's more like a dream of what Havana's like - everybody's noble; there's no signs of crime or any danger. It's like one of those films where the director tries to recreate his idyllic childhood, except it's set in the present. The radical in me would like to point out the "characters" invariably feel like stereotypes (except maybe the clown-doctor) - of course a lot of people do feel like stereotypes, and there's a lot of life in them; but in my experience a lot of people are also staunchly individual, and unless the Cold War propaganda was right this must be true in Cuba as well. So my reactions to the characters are just my stereotypical ones. Fathers caring for their sons are always sweet; infallible yet world-weary elders are always less so.
Much of the time this feels like a Kodak ad. That's still better than "Winged Migration". If you've got enough humanist in you, you'll find this warm enough and pretty enough to be worthwhile.
Much of the time this feels like a Kodak ad. That's still better than "Winged Migration". If you've got enough humanist in you, you'll find this warm enough and pretty enough to be worthwhile.