La Ciénaga (2001)

The life of two women and their families in a small provincial town of Salta, Argentina.

Director:

Lucrecia Martel

Writer:

Lucrecia Martel

Stars:

Mercedes Morán, Graciela Borges, Martín Adjemián

16 wins & 8 nominations.

Cast

Cast overview:
Mercedes Morán	...	Tali
Graciela Borges	...	Mecha
Martín Adjemián	...	Gregorio
Leonora Balcarce	...	Verónica
Silvia Baylé	...	Mercedes
Sofia Bertolotto	...	Momi
Juan Cruz Bordeu	...	José
Noelia Bravo Herrera	...	Agustina
Maria Micol Ellero	...	Mariana
Andrea López	...	Isabel
Sebastián Montagna	...	Luciano
Daniel Valenzuela	...	Rafael
Franco Veneranda	...	Martín
Fabio Villafane	...	Perro
Diego Baenas	...	Joaquín

Storyline

Chekhov in contemporary Argentina. Mecha and Gregorio are at their rundown country place near La Ciénaga with their teen children. It's hot. The adults drink constantly; Mecha cuts herself, engendering a trip to the hospital and a visit from her son José. A cousin, Tali, brings her children. The kids are on their own, sunbathing by the filthy pool, dancing in town, running in the hills with shotguns, driving cars without licenses. One of the teen girls loves Isabel, a family servant constantly accused of stealing. Mother and son, son and sisters, teen and Isabel are in each other's beds and bathrooms with a creepy intimacy. With no adults paying attention, who's at risk?

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Plot Keywords:

maid | mother daughter relationship | matriarch | summer | directorial debut | 

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Genres:

Comedy | Drama

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Certificate:

Not Rated

Details

Official Sites:

NZZ Online - Neue Zürcher Zeitung (German)

Country:

Argentina France Spain Japan

Language:

Spanish

Release Date:

12 April 2001 (Argentina)

Also Known As:

La Ciénaga

Filming Locations:

Salta, Argentina

Box Office

Opening Weekend USA:

$9,520, 7 October 2001, Limited Release

Gross USA:

$103,215, 24 March 2002

Company Credits

Production Co:

4k Films,Wanda Visión S.A.,Cuatro Cabezas

Technical Specs

Runtime:

103 min

Sound Mix:

DTS DTS-Stereo

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1

Did You Know?

Trivia

With respect to the original script there was no change, the adherence between script and the final cut is absolute, except for a short scene that was eliminated from the work plan.

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Quotes

Mecha: ¡Qué porquería me resultaste, Gregorio!
Mecha: ¡Chinita carnavalera!

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Connections

Referenced in La última película (2013)

User Reviews

a very fine stepping stone from a robust film-maker making a good fist of counterpoising the inexplicable with the pedestrian

Shot in Salta, director Lucrecia Martel's hometown, nestled in the Argentinian high plains, her debut feature THE SWAMP is a cinematic homage to the place and milieu where she grows up, it is intimate, clammy, misty and torpidity-ridden, an internalized sociological drama that definitely puts her name on the cinematic map.

Two households' quotidian lives are interlocked together, Mecha (Borges) is the matriarch of a petit bourgeois family, husband Gregorio (Adjemián), two teenage daughters Verónica (Balcarce) and Momi (Bertolotto) and a younger son Joaquín (Baenas) who has lost his right eye and pending for an operation. Most of them vegetate around in their decrepit countryside estate under the influence of the humid and sweltering weather, a sanguineous accident brings back her eldest son José (Bordeu) for a sojourn and the visits from her working-class cousin Tali (Morán), who is living in the town with her husband Rafael (Valenzuela) and a brood of 4 (or 5?) younger kids, a prominent feature sees Martel unfolds the story in medias res and leaves no explanatory pointers, therefore it is completely left to viewers to piece together the make-ups of the two families (and other backstories) through its meandering and characteristically rowdy narrative, a task this reviewer might not able to cinch in the end.

Kit her camera with a slithering but sensibly unobtrusive mobility, Martel unwaveringly levels it to her close-knit characters with clinical observation, often from unorthodox angles, no establishing shots, seldom focuses on the exterior locations or utilizes long shots, the camera is restive but the characters are entrapped and enervated inside their pokey space, mostly on their beds, lazing around, doing nothing, their stalemate is contagious, a metaphor blandly illustrated by a buffalo bogged down helplessly inside a swamp.

Day-to-day triviality is given a microscopic examination under Martel's perceptive, score-free orchestration, through which she deftly lays out the chasm between classes and races (Mecha vs. her Amerindian servants), latent lesbianism (Momi's obsession with the young maid Isabel, played by a stolid Andrea López), the connubial strain and sheer contempt, religious sideswipe (through faux-newsreel of Virgin Mary's alleged manifestation) and the quasi-incestuous horseplay between José and Véronica, and pertaining to Martel's female slant, it is him in the state of dishabille for viewers to gaze upon, all integrated organically into this understated but telling drama that excoriates Argentina's pandemic ennui, to the point when its detriment start to tell in the accidental (but presaged) tragedy which brings down the final curtain, it hits less like a wake-up call than the designed vagaries of kismet, a very fine stepping stone from a robust film-maker making a good fist of counterpoising the inexplicable with the pedestrian.