O Bandido da Luz Vermelha

Like the vast majority of Nouvelle Vague films (yes, this film drank heavily from that source), what you see is a terrible and pretentious execution of a job with little talent. As a result, the duration seems to be three times longer than it really is.

The theme is wonderful, his character would yield a wealth of material for a criminal biography, the form of exposure, narration interspersed with newspaper and radio clippings, and a comical, almost inappropriate dose (considering the macabre tone of violence he used, especially against women women), but the film didn't please me as much as I imagined, let's go for the 2010 sequel...

But the movie is way too pretentious. There isn't enough plot or characters to bind it all together. The social commentary is too "on the nose". Everything is an allegory or a steretype - the criminal, the prostitute, the politician. The director had too many ideas but, in the end, the movie is not very interesting. It's too self-aware as a movie intended to be cerebral. As a Brazilian, I wanted this movie to be better, but it disappointed me. There were some good things: the music, the innovativd use of narrators. I also liked the shots of mid-century São Paulo. It's clearly a child of the Nouvelle Vague.

This movie was shot in 1968, just as Brazil was getting into the worst years of the Military Dictatorship that started in 1964. The director was only 22, but not your regular angry young man protesting against social and political problems. In the face of a bleak reality, he decided to laugh at absolutely everything. This is a piece of nihilistic cinema that does not take anything seriously, not even itself. If this movie was a rock band of its era, it would be one that foreshadowed the twisted humor and chilling violence of punk rock. It has certainly inspired many crazy Brazilians to go and do even more shocking stuff in front of a camera.

Jokes aside, The Red Light Bandit is the revolution of the trash mouth, the journalistic narrators running over each other throughout the film and even in the chaos they tell us between the lines of what surrounds the events of the film, this insatiable desire of my brother Luz de go for food and drinks, the politician J. B (an acronym that has changed its meaning in recent years lol), who is a total slut and says all sorts of strange things. The content of the film alone is wonderful, but the form is what shines. Rogério Sganzerla brings innovative work and not only that, but also mesmerizing. All the fame this film has is deserved.