3.23.2004

The film started at 10, and we killed time in the cafe de Lleyes-a bohemian international cafe-bar that plays Coldplay and the Doors. I watched a hairdresser put braids in the hair of a bartender that my next door neighbor Ryan is totally crushing on, and then learned to play a conch shell much to Mindy's humiliation.
The film had been Sam's idea (the BarOcho bartender), but Mindy and I had overruled his vote for the Passion of Christ with our two votes for Dogville although we had no idea what to expect of it.
We three tromped over to the theater and into the foyer to buy our tickets at a little ticket booth labed 'Taquilla' and waited. I couldn't resist making a loud gringa joke for the mexican audience 'Tequilla! All right!!!!' It was a huge hit, and I saw people nudging the dates beside them with pointed elbows and sideways glances. That's right, I'm the coolest. Again, Mindy's face flushes red like my mom's sometimes will.
But the film was a buzz kill. A vulnerable woman in the 20's escapes her father's mafia seeks refuge in small town america. She must at first earn their trust in order to gain their acceptance and protection. She does this by volunteering hard work...something that her alabaster hands have never known. The town eventually accepts her help and her presence, but eventually opens their dark horrible natures by exploiting her vulnerability and by the end of the film, she's a prisoner and a slave, and still condoning her exploitation. She believes these people respond from the necessity and ignorance they have, and she is so desperate to seperate herself from her father's oppressive mob rule in the city that she will accept the burden at all cost.
The message is a slap in the face of liberal thought.
How arrogant a person is who will not hold another person accountable to the same standards one has for oneself.
Mario says they have a saying in Mexico.
A 17 year old who is not a socialist, does not have a heart.
A 25 year old who is a socialist is an idiot.
Charles Bauldaire had it...although I can't find the poem I'm looking for right now.