6.2/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 6.2/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. Historic Mexico City remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like old-school travel docs or just want something to look at for twenty minutes while you fold laundry, this is perfect. If you are looking for a plot or a protagonist, you are gonna be bored out of your mind. Skip it if you need dialogue to stay awake. 🇲🇽
I wasn’t expecting much, but man, that Technicolor really does a lot of heavy lifting here. The reds and yellows in the city squares just pop off the screen in a way that feels almost fake, but in a good way.
The Mexico City Police Orchestra? They’re the real stars here. It’s a strange choice to have the cops providing the soundtrack, but it works. It gives the whole thing this oddly official yet festive vibe that you don't see anymore.
It’s weird how much more personality this has than some modern stuff. It reminded me a bit of the frantic energy in Racing Luck, even if they aren't trying to do the same thing at all. It’s just that feeling of a camera being dropped into a place that doesn't care it’s being filmed.
I found myself wondering if anyone in the background of these shots ever knew they were being immortalized. They just walk by, looking annoyed or confused, completely unaware they’re in a documentary.
It’s not perfect. The pacing is all over the place. Sometimes you’re looking at a statue for thirty seconds, and then suddenly you’re in a marketplace. It’s jarring, but I kind of like it. It feels honest, like someone just wandered around with a camera and caught whatever they could.
Definitely worth a look if you want to see a world that doesn't exist anymore. Just don't go in expecting a deep dive. It’s just pretty pictures and brass music, and sometimes, that’s all you need on a Tuesday afternoon. 🎺
