In "My Eight Years-Old" director Humberto Mauro makes a nostalgic trip to the memory lane to his childhood years living in the countryside of Minas Gerais and using of a
poem of the happy and glorious days of infancy where everything is colorful, bright and lovely as only kids can vision things through their simple acts, their plays and their
youthful innocence. But instead of a script of his own he uses of a poem by Casimiro de Abreu which evokes the exact feeling of a well-spent childhood, and also a song that
echoes the same way. As for his images, we have a young boy running around the fiels, preparing a trap to capture an animal, many free-spirited moments of joy and innocence.
As usual with many of his shorts, Mr. Mauro was a masterful creative force in presenting wonderful images, all greatly edited and put together, and you can really evidence his comfort with everything he presents. Those are his memories, his story yet it can ring true to many other folks out there with similar experiences. It's not filled with moments of grandiosity but it feels right, it looks right. I was just a little bored with the song, it's a little annoying but when Abreu's poem kept coming back the movie was hitting the right notes. A fine short experience. 6/10.
As usual with many of his shorts, Mr. Mauro was a masterful creative force in presenting wonderful images, all greatly edited and put together, and you can really evidence his comfort with everything he presents. Those are his memories, his story yet it can ring true to many other folks out there with similar experiences. It's not filled with moments of grandiosity but it feels right, it looks right. I was just a little bored with the song, it's a little annoying but when Abreu's poem kept coming back the movie was hitting the right notes. A fine short experience. 6/10.
