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Barravento (1962)

| Drama | 1962 (Brazil)
In the State of Bahia, Brazil, an educated black man returns to his home fishing village to try and free people from mysticism, in particular the Candomblé religion, which he considers a factor of political and social oppression.

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Glauber Rocha
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Credited cast:
Antonio Pitanga Antonio Pitanga ... Firmino (as Antonio Sampaio)
Luiza Maranhão Luiza Maranhão ... Cota
Lucy de Carvalho Lucy de Carvalho ... Naína
Aldo Teixeira Aldo Teixeira ... Aruã
Lidio Silva Lidio Silva ... Mestre
Rest of cast listed alphabetically:
Edmundo Albuquerque Edmundo Albuquerque
Francisco dos Santos Brito Francisco dos Santos Brito
Hélio de Oliveira Hélio de Oliveira
Antônio Carlos dos Santos Antônio Carlos dos Santos
João Gama João Gama ... Vicente
Milton Gaucho Milton Gaucho
Fred Júnior Fred Júnior
Alair Liguori Alair Liguori
Elio Moreno Lima Elio Moreno Lima ... Blonde Man
Jota Luna Jota Luna ... Dark Haired Man
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In the State of Bahia, Brazil, an educated black man returns to his home fishing village to try and free people from mysticism, in particular the Candomblé religion, which he considers a factor of political and social oppression, with tragic outcome. Written by lukejoplin@infolink.com.br

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Seas without god in the flow
22 July 2014 | by chaos-rampantSee all my reviews

Okay this is from the time that New Wave was sweeping European festival screens, the time Marxism was sweeping Latin American politics. The French at the time were looking into the intricacies of self, the notations that modern self splinters into. This works on another plane.

It is primarily centered on ritual, it offers a ritualized take of the struggles of life.

There is first the fishing, the joy of collective work. The place is a small fishing community off the coast of Bahia, untouched by modernity, nothing but ocean and palm trees, a place where slaves were unloaded time ago and all that has really changed generations later is that they are loaned a ramshackle fishing net by a merchant to go fishing with for the reward of keeping some of the fish for themselves.

They have kept the dances, one of them is samba, something that must have evolved from slave songs, it bears the call and response format, it sublimates hardship. Another ritual here. Gathered in a circle in the open air, old and young take turns entering the circle and doing a small dance, nothing elaborate, sloppy even, purely for the joy of airing the body, letting the toil pour itself out from the hips and limbs.

A third ritual. They have kept the magical belief from Africa, santeria, again the dance, the chanted call and response but now a sea goddess may be listening and has to be appeased. It's here that a muddled sense enters the picture. The samba was simple and exhilarating, it meant itself. Here we stretch to understand that the natives understand deeper forces to be moving their world.

Three rituals, rites that invite passage, that gradually introduce different facets of the forces that move this world.

A narrative is shaped behind these rituals. It's about a radical who has been to the city and back and urges the natives to throw the bonds of oppression. This is the typical Marxist message. In Soviet films he would have been the statuesque hero, bearer of revolution gospel to the oppressed. But this one is a seething scoundrel who plots murder. He berates their voodoo but only after he has tried it himself and the spell didn't work. Religion is seen as superstition, a meandering cycle to appease the sea instead of facing the real cause of worldly suffering.

A sense of powerful metaphysics begins to cloud the film. The notion is that there are no gods that move here, only the movements of ignorant mind groping with the horizon. The result is uncanny. Where we try to read metaphor into these cinematic flows of the sea, there's nothing. There's only their belief, their woe and confusion that creates these flows, no meaning outside what they are. This is no Stromboli; no Tempestaire; but cinematic space equally reveals inmost self.

So, why have this agitated man mouth off about revolution and not a more noble representative? Why tangle us and confuse instead of clearly present conflict? Because it may be a way of saying that if you hope to awaken people, you'll have to get tangled up in their world, and that doing this falls on people as confused and unenlightened.

Rocha works a powerful double perspective. The Marxist hero as another ignorant being, ignorance as the loss of self into ritualized perceptions, into emotional turbulence we create. And the whole is filmed out of sympathy for the oppressed from inside their elliptical world so that we lose the superficial certainty of the cause and message.

It's a powerful exercise on ignorance. It works - we leave it muddle- minded and uncertain ourselves.

This filmmaker, Rocha, his political leanings are unmistakable, but he's not complacent like Godard, he does not take easy shots. Even in this early film, he mulls over the difficulties, he leaves unreflective room; the radicalist's plot works but it's at the back of conniving and death. It pays off with more intimate, more personal value in Terra em Transe.


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