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Before his compulsory retirement, on his last day of work, Marshall, JFK airport's chief Immigration officer, detains a group of Latin Americans and expose them to a series of humiliating situations. Blinded by prejudice, Marshall ends up causing the death of a young Brazilian. After a period in prison, Marshall goes to Brazil, deadly ill and in a desperate search in order to purge his guilt. In his quest, he is guided by Bia, a young prostitute. Written by
History, politics and sociology for bad teenage students.
A person with some experience in watching movies (any sort of movies)
can grasp the whole plot in the first ten minutes.
The screenplay is painfully schematic. There is the blue-eyed badly resolved character of an immigration officer, the refined but dishonest Argentine couple, the (of course !) patriotic Cuban girl, the silly uneducated group of generic Latin-Americans, the poor Brazilian prostitute, etc...
Characters are just silly, sociology awfully simplified. The message seems, unfortunately, as moralistic as one can find in one of those fairytale books people read for three year old children: everybody is equal, but Americans are bad equals, in particular, rednecks. Ridiculous, to say the least.
Just the same old (and bad) Soviet realism that curses Brazilian arts. I guess it can possibly have some sort of impact on a 13 year old reader of Las Venas Abiertas De La America Latina, but if you are (mentally) older than that it is just not worth your time.
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