"The Incredible and Sad Story of the Innocent Eréndira and Her Heartless Grandmother" is my favorite work of all the literature by Gabriel García Márquez. This is an abysmal version of the (long) short story, told without imaginative resources and the special effects it begged for. For once, I would concede to green juices and gore effects of cheap Hollywood movies: that is what was precisely needed when that bitch of the grandmother dies. Tobe Hooper would have been a much better choice as director than Ruy Guerra, who went to make other poor adaptations of García's work. And the terrible casting of bland Oliver Wehe as Ulises, competes with that of Hayden Christensen as Anakin Skywalker. No wonder he did not make another film.
