2 reviews
This film is about ground-breaking Brazilian singer Mário Reis (1907-1981), who at 21, in 1928 (times of powerful dramatic voices even in popular music), landed big on Brazilian popular culture with his soft voice and natural, good- humored, conversation-like delivery in dozens of charming sambas and marchas for the Carnival. He was phenomenally successful for 7 years, then chose to withdraw from the music business, making a few short-lived comebacks from time to time (in the late 30s, in the early 50s, and in the early 70s). He was also famous for having lived for decades at the renowned Copacabana Palace Hotel in Rio de Janeiro. Mário Reis is widely considered the main influence of bossa nova genius João Gilberto's distinctive singing style.
But none of this information above -- and very little else -- on Mário Reis' life is available in "O Mandarim". It's that kind of film for which it's wise to do your homework, because the director isn't telling you anyway, not even why Mário chose to have such an erratic career. It's not supposed to be biography; it's a subjective portrait by Bressane with a brush/camera made of colors and light, following Abel Gance's definition: "cinema is the music of light". But it feels legitimate to say this film can only be fully appreciated by those interested in Brazilian popular music and its history and or in Bressane's cinema.
Director Julio Bressane emerged in the Brazilian Underground movement ("Cinema Marginal") in the late 60s, barely in his early 20s, and made a huge impact with "Matou a Família e Foi ao Cinema" / "Killed His Family and Went to the Movies" (1969). His style is distinctive and instantly recognizable: experimental language, long static scenes alternated with hand-held shots, little action, no story-telling, frozen shots, fragmentary editing, sparse dialog with a lot of jeux de mots, psychoanalytical influences, "unconscious"- flowing rhythm, all kinds of filters and camera angles, lovely soundtrack (especially of Brazilian songs of the 1930s), wonderful locations and a great sense of composition.
The budget must have been some 20 bucks, but make no mistake: all people involved (cast & crew) are experienced professionals. This one has the very big plus of an all-star cast: Brazilian music legends of today play Brazilian music legends of the past. Thus, Gal Costa plays Carmen Miranda, Raphael Rabello plays Villa-Lobos, Chico Buarque plays Noel Rosa, Gilberto Gil plays Sinhô etc, but this doesn't mean they are supposed to "act" these characters -- someone just points to Gal Costa and says "oh, my dear Carmen Miranda..." and there you go.
Fernando Eiras does his best with the little material he's given to perform the main role and is specially fine in emulating Mário Reis' staccato singing style. And of course it's always nice to hear Francisco Alves, Caetano Veloso, Chico Buarque, Gilberto Gil etc on the soundtrack. This film plays like a series of music clips not unlike MTV in style -- but please bear in mind that Bressane and Brazilian filmmakers of the 60s/70s were developing those aesthetics (fragmentary editing, hand-held camera, unconventional camera angles, shots out of focus, etc) long before MTV even EXISTED.
Watch "O Mandarim" if you are a fan or researcher of Brazilian music or of Bressane's cinema, and are open to unconventional film-making; but beware of long sequences with no action or dialog. My vote: 5 out of 10, not because the film is uninteresting, but because Bressane missed the opportunity to do justice to this ground-breaking, revolutionary singer and his unusual life and extraordinary career -- we're still waiting.
But none of this information above -- and very little else -- on Mário Reis' life is available in "O Mandarim". It's that kind of film for which it's wise to do your homework, because the director isn't telling you anyway, not even why Mário chose to have such an erratic career. It's not supposed to be biography; it's a subjective portrait by Bressane with a brush/camera made of colors and light, following Abel Gance's definition: "cinema is the music of light". But it feels legitimate to say this film can only be fully appreciated by those interested in Brazilian popular music and its history and or in Bressane's cinema.
Director Julio Bressane emerged in the Brazilian Underground movement ("Cinema Marginal") in the late 60s, barely in his early 20s, and made a huge impact with "Matou a Família e Foi ao Cinema" / "Killed His Family and Went to the Movies" (1969). His style is distinctive and instantly recognizable: experimental language, long static scenes alternated with hand-held shots, little action, no story-telling, frozen shots, fragmentary editing, sparse dialog with a lot of jeux de mots, psychoanalytical influences, "unconscious"- flowing rhythm, all kinds of filters and camera angles, lovely soundtrack (especially of Brazilian songs of the 1930s), wonderful locations and a great sense of composition.
The budget must have been some 20 bucks, but make no mistake: all people involved (cast & crew) are experienced professionals. This one has the very big plus of an all-star cast: Brazilian music legends of today play Brazilian music legends of the past. Thus, Gal Costa plays Carmen Miranda, Raphael Rabello plays Villa-Lobos, Chico Buarque plays Noel Rosa, Gilberto Gil plays Sinhô etc, but this doesn't mean they are supposed to "act" these characters -- someone just points to Gal Costa and says "oh, my dear Carmen Miranda..." and there you go.
Fernando Eiras does his best with the little material he's given to perform the main role and is specially fine in emulating Mário Reis' staccato singing style. And of course it's always nice to hear Francisco Alves, Caetano Veloso, Chico Buarque, Gilberto Gil etc on the soundtrack. This film plays like a series of music clips not unlike MTV in style -- but please bear in mind that Bressane and Brazilian filmmakers of the 60s/70s were developing those aesthetics (fragmentary editing, hand-held camera, unconventional camera angles, shots out of focus, etc) long before MTV even EXISTED.
Watch "O Mandarim" if you are a fan or researcher of Brazilian music or of Bressane's cinema, and are open to unconventional film-making; but beware of long sequences with no action or dialog. My vote: 5 out of 10, not because the film is uninteresting, but because Bressane missed the opportunity to do justice to this ground-breaking, revolutionary singer and his unusual life and extraordinary career -- we're still waiting.
This movie is strange. If you know this director, you know he does it like that. He does not have a big budget, and his attitude is quite underground. He's been doing it steadily since the sixties. You either love it how he does it or leave it. Many times it looks like he's making it up as the shooting happens, but I hear it is far from the truth. This is probably the most accessible of his movies, because the music is so fantastic it ends up looking like a collection of weird musical clips of old Brazilian hits sung by this famous singer. The singer himself seems to have been quite a curious character, and it looks like the movie is supposed to mirror this in its images. God knows it worked for me. I saw it some seven times, and always left in a daze, touched by such a wonder that was almost beyond words. And it is also very funny at times. This is really one of a kind.