Wednesday, May 20, 2009

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The Lady of the Assassins. 1998.


Barbet Schroeder



Fernando Vallejo wrote the book of the same name in 1994 and also the script for the movie version. This is a novel that does not last and leads to nowhere and instead spits bile on all sides is a sum of sentences departing from the deepest resentments and grudges against the people of Medellin, regardless of their nature.

One sometimes does not understand how this kind of novel published, much less how he became a best seller . I do not mean that the issue is cruel and my myopia prevents me from seeing something that even pitiful, it is clear, I say simply because it has no literary merit and impact formula through the stark and brutal narrative fills quickly despite being a short novel.

For the surfer who has not had the opportunity to read, let me quote a few lines:

"Vandalism is everywhere and the human horde, people and more people and as if we were few, and then, an old pregnant, one of those fucking bitches Birth "swarming all over their bellies shameless impunity in most monstrous"

Read "The Lady of the Assassins" is no different from approaching any poorly written horror novel. Agonizing death, more than enough, absurd, exaggerated and wrongly be, and I would say, even ridiculous. Not that it is wrong to expose these issues, the problem is the kind of writing where plasma. This is a Frankenstein between a documentary and a fiction where the results, so absurd composition is quite poor and there is no possible conclusion. This is compounded by glaring inconsistencies throughout the text: the writer, who is also the protagonist, seems to be particularly sensitive to the terrible situation in his hometown (does not tire of repeating in little over a hundred pages) but in a totally irrational and paradoxical allows annihilate his youth as a subject passes through the front.

The film is essentially the same as its literary counterpart. The story is obviously a caricature of the infamous and bloody daily phenomena of the nineties, it is taken to absurd reality. But to the misfortune of its producers, the film has a language different from the literature and if what was narrated in the novel was grotesque, the film breaks all likelihood paradigm and ends up being unintentionally funny.

In more specific questions, I think it suffers from fundamental technical aspects. The performances are terrible, its manufacture is rough, the camera is slow, the action segments are particularly mal logradas, el formato es como de televisión… no lo sé, creo que es tanto que escapa a la enumeración puntual.

Yo no soy nadie para juzgar una realidad a la que no pertenezco. Pero sí estoy capacitado para cuestionar a quien recrimina duramente a su propia gente por estar inmersa en un conflicto terriblemente sangriento, complejo y añejo cuando no se trata más que de peones en un macabro juego de ajedrez.

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