Paris, I love you.
Paris Je Taime – Quais de Seine
Máncora, is a city on the coast of Peru, about an 18 hours drive from the capital of Lima. A couple of nights ago, I watched this movie, which came out in 2008 and was an official selection for the Sundance Film Festival. The films main character, Santiago, is going through some rough times. His father just committed suicide, he’s recently lost his job, and a university that he wants to get into will not accept him.
He decides to drive to Máncora to get away from the cold city of Lima, and coincidentally and old friend and her new husband join him on this trip. They meet a Brazilian on the way, party, take drugs, have sex, and generally get into mischief, which all causes Santiago to reevaluate his life.
Santi, Xime, & Iñigo, the beginning of a classic love triangle!
Xime & Santi on the drive to Máncora
The Brazilian, Batú sleeping, and talking to Santi about life.
Like most Spanish films I really liked this movie. I have this real admiration for international directors, most notably, Spanish, French, Italian and Asian. Máncora was directed by Ricardo de Montreuil, who grew up in Peru, and relates the film to parts of his early childhood.
Whenever I watch movies like this, I always realize that life is about small moments. Places, people and feelings, always feelings. Because it is with our emotions that we feel and see the world around us, and for me Spanish directors always show that simple yet extremely complex side of life brilliantly.
A retrospective of sorts.
I could be sitting on the shore, talking with ole’ timers. Dominos on the table, and beers beside dusted sneakers. In their eyes is a quiet longing, for the days of the 1970’s in Miami. Drugs, Money, and Women. They tell me little things. A joint down the block and around the corner that was once a stash house. The club that closed down, where all the dealers would play for the evening. The cars, houses and boats, and all the excess. My eyes light up, and a flush comes to my cheek, and all I can think, is this must have been a crazy time.
This is a sick ass documentary, chronicling Miami in the 1970’s and 80’s. The drug wars, and the cartels. The Cubans and Colombians, and everything that shaped Miami into the city it is today.