Diverse, engrossing, socially relevant, technically well
crafted, less artistic pretension.
This year’s film harvest from Cinemalaya is surprisingly
impressive. I was dreading the festival marathon because
last year’s entries were mind-numbingly mediocre. They were hard to watch
because 4 of them were so darkly lit people had to squint for clarity. That's just for starters. What’s
worse, the festival gave awards to the worst offenders. They were
even arrogantly unapologetic about it. Why would they apologize, right?
There’s a simple answer. But let me not digress. I'd rather discuss this cinematic gem called "Liway".
At the height of Martial Law in the late 70’s, activists Day
(Glaiza de Castro) and Ric (Dominic Roco) were apprehended by the military and
imprisoned in Camp Delgado alongside criminals and other rebels.
Day, whose alter ego was Liway in the underground movement, gave birth to her son Dakip (Kenken Nuyad) who was allowed to stay with his parents. Despite the atrocities that were happening in the camp (inmates disappearing without a trace), Liway vowed to shelter her children from the ugly face of incarceration. Sugarcoating the horrors of Martial Law is never an easy task. But how far will a mother go to protect her family?
Day, whose alter ego was Liway in the underground movement, gave birth to her son Dakip (Kenken Nuyad) who was allowed to stay with his parents. Despite the atrocities that were happening in the camp (inmates disappearing without a trace), Liway vowed to shelter her children from the ugly face of incarceration. Sugarcoating the horrors of Martial Law is never an easy task. But how far will a mother go to protect her family?
“Liway” has a straight forward story telling that makes occasional use of flashbacks. The story is easy to follow.
It uses few narrative embellishments. In fact, it
practically did away with overbearing sentimentality (which it deserved).
While some stories are maneuvered to adapt to the cinematic medium, the excoriating details in the film are however veiled by lighter scenes. Truth can sometimes be tweaked as a just excuse for a historical execration, but this isn't the case here.
Emotions aren’t
allowed to linger for too long. The brutality of the Marcos regime has obviously been
toned down to impart a livable environment that Liway, in her limited capacity, has created for her children.
Showing the violence of torture as experienced by the inmates would have made a good contrast to the kind of atmosphere Liway wanted Dakip to experience. One cannot gloss over the brutality that transpired because this was one of the essence of the regime's disdain for freedom, and how
it imposed an abusive rule to silence dissenting voices.
In a truly enlightened society, no single soul should justify violations of human rights. But in an ailing society, revising a murky past is becoming common place, which is an insult to those who suffered and perished during that era. These days, such revisionism is gradually unraveling. This is why movies like "Liway" and "ML" serve their purpose in propagating historical truths. These events happened to real people.
There were few scenes within the narrative that hooked me. In a wistful scene, Liway is shown strumming her guitar and singing Lolita Carbon’s “Pagbabalik”. This sent shivers down my spine. It's clear to me how the evils of a 30-year-old history is gradually gaining ground in contemporary society. I have nothing but pity for this country, and contempt to the people who enable this. What do wise men say about people who don’t learn from history?
In a truly enlightened society, no single soul should justify violations of human rights. But in an ailing society, revising a murky past is becoming common place, which is an insult to those who suffered and perished during that era. These days, such revisionism is gradually unraveling. This is why movies like "Liway" and "ML" serve their purpose in propagating historical truths. These events happened to real people.
There were few scenes within the narrative that hooked me. In a wistful scene, Liway is shown strumming her guitar and singing Lolita Carbon’s “Pagbabalik”. This sent shivers down my spine. It's clear to me how the evils of a 30-year-old history is gradually gaining ground in contemporary society. I have nothing but pity for this country, and contempt to the people who enable this. What do wise men say about people who don’t learn from history?
Based on a true story set during one of the country’s darkest
era, the film hits you when you least expect it. I shall refrain
from divulging too much detail, but people were crying buckets as the credits
rolled. I had to rush to the toilet thereafter to give myself a good cry. Make
no mistake, the film is hardly structured in melodrama. There’s not a lot of caterwauling
in the movie either, but it had an uncanny approach of breaking your heart. “Liway” was my 9th film so I didn’t expect too much from
it. Guess what? The best surprises are those you don’t anticipate.
Oebanda serves up a polished cinematic ouvre that will define his cinema in the years to come. It helps that the story he tells is close to home. Revealing a personal story is reliving a past. That can't be easy. But by doing so, Oebanda shows skills that will help him evolve into a greater storyteller in the future.
It wasn't always like this. I remember
watching his first commercially released film, “Tumbang Preso”. After posting what I
thought about it, I received half a dozen vicious mails from anonymous trolls. Not Oebanda, I presume. But you see, such is the nature of film appreciation. It’s a subjective experience for each viewer.
The succeeding years were promising. “Nay” wasn’t particularly fetching. Last year’s “Bar Boys” was
among my 10 favorites. Look how far Oebanda has come. I look forward to
watching his next projects. In a bumper crop year where most festival entries are
watchable, “Liway” is among my top choices.
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