In honor of Peque Gallaga's life, I finally grabbed the chance to watch his masterpiece. Man, I am deeply ashamed that it took me this long to see it. This is in all ways the most complete Filipino film I ever had the privilege to witness. From the breathtaking photography, haunting music, and humanistic characters to impressive writing and radical directing, Oro, Plata, Mata has it all. Now, it all makes sense why this is widely celebrated and regarded as one of the greatest Filipino films ever. Let me add further that this is one of the best in the world! I was moved. No, knocked out of my seat how it had shown boldly the colorful heritage we have. Time and time again, we are reminded that the crucial enemies Filipinos face are ourselves. It's sad and enraging how it still rings true up to this time, more than 75 years after. All the collective trauma this nation faced are seem to be forgotten and pushed back inside us to give an illusion of victory. But have we learned? Did we move forward? Until we acknowledge our roots, study the past, demand accountability, and take control of our own history, Filipinos will just keep killing Filipinos. We will never rise truly.
Thank you Peque Gallaga for gifting us this Filipino treasure that I will now hold close to my heart. Safe to say, I already found what I have always been looking for in that little corner of our history. May you rest in peace.
