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Mexican
*long sigh*
I'm writing this because I think I should, but I really don't know what to say.
Molasses and I saw Y tu Mama, También last night at Pasadena's Leammle's and damn....
Occasionally I've thought of writing an entry dedicated to Mexico. What I've seen there, my family, life styles and sites you won't see if you're a mere tourist, the landscape, the cities and towns and the desert. But then I saw this movie and realized I couldn't possibly convey the experience of Mexico as thoroughly as it has.
I almost feel shamed for thinking I should try.
god. go see this movie.
endless greens along the ocean....inland hills that dizzy the stout-hearted...long dusty deserts....no fear of locals, only of soldiers....homes styled in a way that is not found in America....metal doors that clang shut....village restaurants that, when open, have doorways (but no doors) leading to the house of the owning family....little old ladies tossing back their pulque or tequila to pass the time....off hand comments of the given nature of corrupt politicians....high class weddings where rodeo stadiums are rented out and may include the attendance of the President of Mexico....servants that are low-born peasant descendants of indians with dark skin, high cheekbones and slanted, dark eyes....the children who consider these servants their true parents....the servants proudly raise their charges and care for their home as if it were their own....highway driving, afraid and alone....broad smiles on everyone....men try to make a living selling tours for what they think is exorbitant but is actually cheap....fútbol rules....anyone who roots for an American team is a faggot....a middle class that is struggling to make something of itself without succumbing to the corruption endemic to the higher classes....families attempting to maintain their way of life while the modern world takes away more from them....
damn.... oh yeah... there's a lot of sex and *lots* of nudity. full frontal on. Man, I miss women. I mean... uh, Mexico. Or something....
I'm writing this because I think I should, but I really don't know what to say.
Molasses and I saw Y tu Mama, También last night at Pasadena's Leammle's and damn....
Occasionally I've thought of writing an entry dedicated to Mexico. What I've seen there, my family, life styles and sites you won't see if you're a mere tourist, the landscape, the cities and towns and the desert. But then I saw this movie and realized I couldn't possibly convey the experience of Mexico as thoroughly as it has.
I almost feel shamed for thinking I should try.
god. go see this movie.
endless greens along the ocean....inland hills that dizzy the stout-hearted...long dusty deserts....no fear of locals, only of soldiers....homes styled in a way that is not found in America....metal doors that clang shut....village restaurants that, when open, have doorways (but no doors) leading to the house of the owning family....little old ladies tossing back their pulque or tequila to pass the time....off hand comments of the given nature of corrupt politicians....high class weddings where rodeo stadiums are rented out and may include the attendance of the President of Mexico....servants that are low-born peasant descendants of indians with dark skin, high cheekbones and slanted, dark eyes....the children who consider these servants their true parents....the servants proudly raise their charges and care for their home as if it were their own....highway driving, afraid and alone....broad smiles on everyone....men try to make a living selling tours for what they think is exorbitant but is actually cheap....fútbol rules....anyone who roots for an American team is a faggot....a middle class that is struggling to make something of itself without succumbing to the corruption endemic to the higher classes....families attempting to maintain their way of life while the modern world takes away more from them....
damn.... oh yeah... there's a lot of sex and *lots* of nudity. full frontal on. Man, I miss women. I mean... uh, Mexico. Or something....
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