October 25th, 2005
Mexican Movie Overload
Gael García Bernal will talk about his career to date on 30 October 2005 – 14:00 at the National Film Theatre, London
Rejection, religion and revenge make a powerful combination when Mexican-American Elvis Valderez arrives in town looking for the father he never knew at the start of The King.
Gael Garcia Bernal in The King
In his first major English-language screen role, Bernal (working with British director James Marsh) brings a plausibility to a complex role.
But his father (William Hurt) has moved on and doesn’t want a relationship.
Now a ‘born again’ Pastor at the local Baptist church, he can’t - or won’t - face the results of his actions twenty-one years previously.
Rather than embrace his firstborn, his reaction is to warn him off - and to stay away from his half brother and sister, the children from the Pastor’s marriage to Laura Harring’s perceptive mother.
But while Elvis - who has just been honorably discharged form the US Navy – may have been the very model of a modern sailor (he still practises his drill alone in his motel room and shows a frighteningly impressive ability to ‘tidy up’), he nevertheless pursues an ungentlemanly, incestuous relationship with his sister who has no idea that the newcomer is already so closely linked to her.
Garcia Bernal is a study in how good intentions can metamorphose into something altogether much more disturbing.
As he becomes gradually more involved with Malerie (Pell James) it is hard not to think ‘surely this has to stop somewhere?’ but the chain of events sparked by one man’s decision has been set in motion.
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Meanwhile, Mexican writer/director Carlos Reygadas’ new film Batalla En El Cielo (Battle in Heaven) opens this week…and it isn’t for the faint hearted.
Set in the same contemporary Mexico City as Amores Perros, Reygadas uses novice actors to tell the story of Carlos, a driver for a high-ranking military officer, and his wife who kidnap a baby from a neighbour.
The child dies and Carlos confesses to his boss’ daughter (played by Anapola Mushkadiz) who works as a prostitute from a discreet ’boutique’ in one of Mexico City’s most expensive neighbourhoods.
Reygadas’ film is a visceral portrayal of a man in crisis. As we see the city around him through his eyes - Reygadas’ huge, lingering panoramas take in all the rooftops and scenes that busy city-dwellers ignore or take for granted - we see the painfully slow internal collapse of a man whose motives remain unclear.
The graphic sex scenes at the start of the film may disturb many people - it caused even more of a stir when Reygadas cut them when the film was shown at the Morelia International Film Festival recently “just to piss people off”, he told Mexicanwave - but the brutally harsh realities of life in the megalopolis - at least as Reygadas sees it - linger long after the credits roll.
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And finally…
Amat Escalante may not be quite so well known as Reygadas but Escalante, who worked as Reygadas’ assistant director on Battalla En El Cielo is hoping that his own feature, Sangre, will also go down well with Mexican film fans.
Sangre, the story of an ordinary man with a sexually demanding wife, will also show at the London Film Festival on Wednesday 2 November at 16.15 and Thursday 3 November at 18.30.
EM
Screenings of The King will be at the Odeon West End, Leicester Square, London on 28 October at 15.30 and 29 October at 18.00.
Battle in Heaven…opens at the Curzon Soho, London on 28 October.
Filed in Cinema, Gael García Bernal

Unfortunately, some of them were left wondering what hold the perfectly formed Mexican could possibly have had over his rival, who opened the show’s dialogue in a macho posture wearing a sexy vest and jeans. I don’t think the relative worthiness of the two men is the point, though.
García Bernal, playing the distracted Leonardo, was supported by a mixed cast.
In general, the language between the characters is brusque, musical and oblique, delighting in metaphor and earthy allusions. Speeches of love enter for the first time in this love story when the lovers are finally together, already doomed, and even here they are intermingled with doubt and guilt.
The Observer has published an insightful