Showing posts with label cinemalaya 2018. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cinemalaya 2018. Show all posts

Friday, August 10, 2018

Pink Film Gatecrashes the CCP - Afi Africa's "The Lookout" (Cinemalaya 2018)



There were sporadic giggles and laughters during the screening of Afi Africa's "The Lookout". Odd thing is, it isn't even remotely funny. It's not comedy. The film is a pink-flavored, highly charged action drama that reminds me of the visual style and cinematic discernment of Monti Parungao. "Bayaw", anyone? 

In the story, siblings George and Grace Limotog got separated from each other after battered wife and mother (Yayo Aguila) sells them to a nefarious slavery ring! George eventually grows up as Lester Quiambao (Andres Vasquez), a notorious hired assassin who's being pursued by operatives. But to fill his emotional void and libidinous urges, Lester "buys" himself a lover and sidekick Travis Concepcion (Jay Garcia) who assists in his operations. (Note that this avenging assassin lives in a very scenic, albeit dilapidated tenement beside an MRT railway, yet he can buy a human being!) On the side, Lester still searches for his younger sister Grace, now Monica (Elle Ramirez) whom he didn't realize has been heading the operatives tasked to apprehend him. 

The story is clunky, convoluted and preposterous. As it heightens its drama, you are transported to an alternate dimension where hired killers - no, wait, gay assassins have the luxury of buying men straight off a meat shelf like they were market commodities. I'm not referring to "one-night-stand", "lay-on-the-hay" services but actual flesh-and-blood pulchritudinous guys as personal properties. Slavery exists in the Philippines, believe it or not! At least in the vitiated imagination of its writer and director. Audience reception was telling: First, there was awkward silence as the audience takes in the assault of sensibility. Then chuckles eventually followed.

Typical of Pink Films, most actors are newbies with fresh faces and sculpted bodies. They're also exceptionally eager actors. But while they're visually captivating, you can't help but notice the floundering skill behind all these. At least Parungao had clarity. Africa meanwhile randomly shoots narrative blanks, which is an obvious case of opportunity being squandered. More skilled film makers could have strutted their wares here. Instead, we're fed narrative strains that made our skin crawl.

To prove my point? Do we really want to see Rez Cortez being sodomized by a couple of thugs? Such perversion, debah? Besides, if George wanted vengeance for having been sexually abused by his trainor/tormentor (Cortez) when he was younger, why didn't he do it himself? That would have been the ultimate revenge, right? I guess even our protagonist was appalled by such idea. After all, he likes guys his age; fit, muscular and thespically dazed. Then again, this salient detail could have slipped the director's mind? 

Turned out, the audience dictated its genre. This was comedy after all. 



Search your pockets for some Meclizine - or a barf bag will do! 



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Wednesday, August 8, 2018

"Distance", "Kuya Wes", "ML" and "Pan de Salawal" - The Best of Cinemalaya 2018


Cinemalaya's main features this year are inhabited by damaged souls with crushed spirits. In this post alone, there's a variety of them. A woman grieves for the death of her lover. A devastatingly lonely man finds amusement and enchantment in a married woman. A spooky old man entertains a young student for an interview about his checkered past. A solitary baker suffering from a debilitating kidney disease gets a modicum of affection from an eccentric child with healing powers. We've earlier written about Kip Oebanda's "Liway". To round up Cinemalaya's best films this year, here are the 4 other entries we loved.

In Perci Intalan's "Distance", five years after abandoning her family, estranged wife Liza (Iza Calzado) gets an invitation from husband Anton (Nonie Buencamino) to return to their family but without the knowledge of daughters Karla (Therese Malvar) and Therese (Alessandra Malonzo). 

Without any precondition, explanation or apology, Liza resumes her place in the household: cooking their favorite dish, driving the girls to school, attending school events, and taking them out to shop. But this doesn't sit well with daughter Karla who struggles to understand their situation. Is Liza staying for good? It doesn't help that Karla is attempting to ignore her feelings for her young teacher Adi (Adrianna So). Karla's ambivalence is more deeply rooted. She knew why her mother left - to be with their Tita Jen (Max Eigenmann).

"Distance" was my early favorite because it deftly captured the brass tacks of fixing a broken relationship that initially seemed irreparable. How does one offer forgiveness when an apology isn't even offered? Is being true to oneself worse than emotional pretense? 

The story fields questions about "loving" and they are something to chew on: Is there a limit to loving someone? Would you love a person even when you know it will turn to a personal tragedy?

The movie is Intalan's finest work to date. It also shows his evolving acumen for a compelling story telling, too far removed from the director's "My Fairy Tale Love Story" (2018), "Flight 666" (Shake, Rattle and Roll XV) and "Dementia" (2014). If I didn't know this was his masterwork, I wouldn't have guessed. 

Scenes rankle with tension from the opening shot that escalates and ultimately leads to a satisfying confrontation. Watching Karla's accusatory spiel felt cathartic. I have to take my hats off to Therese Malvar's thespic grit.

"Distance" delivers a focused story with a narrative progression that's constantly thought provoking. Credit also goes to the consistently even performances of the ensemble. It's hard to pick a standout though Calzado enveigles a lot of empathy. How I have missed watching this stellar actress tackle a character on screen worthy of her exemplary talent.


To be honest, we didn't expect much from James Robin Mayo's "Kuya Wes". But such was my surprise when the movie turned out more than watchable.

In the story, a perpetually joyless cash remittance clerk Wes (Ogie Alcasid) is captivated by regular customer Ericka (Ina Raymundo), a married woman with two children. So he eagerly waits for the woman every 16th of the month to claim remittance from her husband who works overseas. 

Meanwhile, Wes comes home to his younger brother's (Alex Medina) family where he is ignored, but for the occasional interaction when he gets asked to pay for the household bills - or wash his pamangkin's uniforms. Though mostly, he acquiesces, Wes' loneliness turns interesting when Ericka starts acknowledging his presence. One day, Ericka arrives but learns that no money was sent. So Wes hands money from his pocket. Will this take their relationship to the next level? With the prodding of co-worker Joy (Moi Bien), would Ericka agree if he asked her out for a 'friendly" date? 

"Kuya Wes" is told in a light manner with deceptively comic relishes; a character study that tackles loneliness and the length people are willing to do to snag happiness. The story includes an adorable lineup of quirky characters that graces Wes' little world. But what drew me to the story was his moments of utter desolation - when he comes home and no one minds the candies he brings for his niece and nephew; when he's left at home while his brother takes his family out; when people constantly "forgets" that he's allergic to chicken; and when he gradually retreats to the confines of his small room. 

I was reminded of John Steinbeck's "Of Mice and Men" where many of the characters struggle with loneliness. Different people cope different ways, but Wes decided to literally put his money where his heart is. What followed was an unsettling chapter that would make people evaluate their relationship with others. Kindness doesn't always beget kindness. It pays to be pragmatic when material objects are the ones bridging relationships. Despite Wes' unfortunate situation, we ultimately felt catharsis. 

Needless to say, Ogie Alcasid inhabits his character like hands to a glove as though it was written for him. We cannot think of another actor to portray this protagonist. Moi Bien returns to Cinemalaya after last year's hilarious turn in "Ang Pamilyang Hindi Lumuluha". She plays the adorable co-worker who provides a shoulder to cry on when everyone else has turned their backs on him. Sniff sniff.



In Benedict Mique's "ML", when a history teacher (Jojit Lorenzo) discusses the topic of Marcos-era monstrosities, school jock Carlo (Tony Labrusca) and friends contradict him. For them, it was a time of opulence and discipline. So the teacher assigns his class to interview personalities who lived through the Martial Law years.

Carlo then invites himself to his neighbor's home where a retired colonel lives alone. Little did he realize that this will give him first hand experience of the horrors of Martial Law as Colonel Jose Zabala dela Cruz (Eddie Garcia) takes him in. 

Before long, Carlo finds himself tied and gagged in a basement. In the 74-year old colonel's demented confusion, Carlo is a rebel and subjects him to intense interrogation and torture. What's worse, the colonel even lures Carlo's friend Jaze (Henz Villaraiz) and girlfriend Pat (Lianne Valentino) to join him. 

The film takes its viewers to a harrowing descent into madness as the Marcos-worshiping Duterte-apologist subjects his "suspects" to the various methods of torture. The movie is disconcerting, exhausting and very visceral, you keep squirming in your seat as you watch the protagonists' helplessness. The film mirrors the twisted mind of authoritarian rulers whose noble idea of dealing with the "dregs of society" is one of annihilation than reformation. We're very aware of that kind. It likewise mirrors the dichotomous persona of Garcia's character: doting grandfather to his grandchildren yet a vicious, merciless murderous cow.

Mique's work reminds me of Eli Roth although this one's way scarier because its close to home. These atrocities were inflicted on thousands of Filipinos who lived during the Marcos rule. The movie is R-16 and rightfully so.

I went out of the cinema shivering.


Che Espiritu's "Pan de Salawal" is a delightful narrative stroll into the lives of ailing people who reside at a railway community in Manila. Their lives change when a strange multi-lingual street urchin, Aguy (the remarkable Miel Espinosa) comes into their lives.

Sal (Bodjie Pascua), the lonely baker, suffers from an impending kidney failure. In the same community, a barber (Ian Lomongo) has involuntary tremors of his hands. A handsome meat vendor (Felix Roco) refuses to pursue his affection to a beautiful neighbor (Anna Luna) because of his deformed leg. Mang Bruno (Soliman Cruz) is petrified of the growing lump on his breast. A former Carinosa dancer (Ruby Ruiz) sits on a wheel chair, debilitated by stroke. And little Aguy has an unusual method of healing them - she hurts them! Unfortunately, her magical powers don't seem to work for Sal who has taken Aguy out of homelessness. What to do.

The film presents a motley crew of quirky characters to populate this endearing dramedy. Mostly though, a touch of magic realism buoys this fantastical story of levity and hope. We dance on our seat as we watch the town celebrate life after Aguy heals them - all in one go. 

The performances are top notch. Miel Espinosa as Aguy is amazing. Bodjie Pascua has a commanding presence but could have depicted Mang Sal with a little less of his Batibot persona as we find his usual vocal affectations and fractured delivery occasionally awkward and discomfiting. Example: When he invites the child to his home for shelter, he would stutter as though embarrassed talking to a 7-year old child, which doesn't make sense to me. Why is an adult stuttering in front of a homeless child? 

Some people would wonder about the nature of Aguy's healing powers. But such is the wonder of magic realism where realistic narrative and naturalistic techniques are combined with surreal elements of fantasy. This works perfectly here. If you just sit and imbibe the struggles of each character, there's a lot to take in - and enjoy. 

"Pan de Salawal" is the kind that wins Audience Awards because it is a joy to watch.








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Friday, June 29, 2018

Duck! Duck! Cinemalaya 14 is Coming!



Uh oh! It is that time of the year again. I remember taking a break from work last year just to catch the films from last year's Cinemalaya. It used to be the granddaddy of film making ingenuity. Now many film entries are shoddy, pretentious and confoundingly contemptuous.

Imagine my surprise when the worst of it, Jose Israel Laban's "Baconaua" won major awards for Jury Prize and (oh God, don't let me vomit!) BEST CINEMATOGRAPHY in a film where half the time you could hardly see anything on screen! Que Horror indeed!

Which made me wonder! What kind of jurors would consider "Baconaua" first-rate film making? Something was amiss. Maybe they skipped their breakfast, lunch and dinner when they deliberated? Baka na hypoglycemia? Baka na change is scamming?
The pervading social discomfiture and political ineptitude have become so contagious.

There's no going around the fact that Baconaua was cinematic garbage - from the storytelling to its execution. So was that manipulative, unforgivably trashy "Bagahe"; it made my skin crawl. Well, most of the films in it, except "Kiko Boksingero". So help me God!

I hope it's a better viewing experience this year, and not a waste of my effort, time and money! Otherwise I will send Laurice Guillen a bill to cover for the days I had to miss work.



Scary!



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