A dios momo

Magical realism manifests most often in a pointed and often ambiguous blurring of reality and fantasy. This film is no exception. It playfully deals with the ability of art and music, fantasy and fiction, to represent and alter reality. What is artistically and emotionally effective is the key. If you'd like, at the end, wipe off the expired tears and consolidate the smiles and cast back in your head for clues and indications of reality or unreality. Your conclusions will depend on your worldly perspective, your tastes, and the accuracy of your perceptions. This film, like all others, is open to personal and multiple interpretation. Its ambiguity is irrelevant to its aesthetic, its appeal, and its purpose. It is an observation on Uruguayan poverty and nation and a statement about youth, dreams, and education. Gorgeously told, styled, and filmed, this movie is very much worth a view or two.