Projecto Global
A subdued thriller, filled with moral ambiguities that muddle the water so much, it almost ruins the characters. It’s pretty, but could have used a bit more dialogue.
Nearly everything is left unsaid, or implicit. For people that come into this from ignorance, it’s almost worthless as a didactic instrument, but that’s not the point even. It’s an arthouse film, history is left to the companion book that came out of this.
The whole “organisation” was pretty anarchic: a prison break using an ice cream truck; people in hiding taking the time to decapitate the former dictator’s statue head; “leadership” agreeing to an assassination of a comrade that snitched to the cops, even though they were only informed by reading newspapers.
The bizarre part was how the operations continued after the population itself started turning on them. A “popular” movement without a support base is ridiculous.
Criticising the left from the left is hard without falling into right wing traps, but this pulls its punches, it seems afraid to antagonise anarchists that think even the Communist Party is too right wing.
This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.