Nadie te oye. Perfume de violetas

Almost a new generation Italian neo-realist film minus the political commitment, plus a sense that there is more to suffering than poverty alone: decades of social fragmentation and of "me" ideology have left us all as closed as Leibnitzian windowless monads: packed everywhere, but incapable of any elementary form of communication.

The Italian neo-realists, more or less close to various forms of socialism, had here and there glimpse of (naive, as it was to be seen) hope into the "new man." No such feeling is present here. The sky has closed upon us and is not going to open anytime soon.

All in all, a superb, if terribly dramatic film. The final scene is an absolute masterpiece, hinting at unspeakable horrors directed towards the already beaten, raped, and victimized protagonist, with the exquisite restrain not to show them at all.

A great film, which takes on important themes (sexual violence among teenagers, the dissolution of family and social bonds, the apathy of society towards "inconvenient" realities) without puritan restrain but without unnecessary gore. Highly recommended.

It was shocking to see how nobody is able or willing to help in a critical abuse situation. The main character is abused by family, teachers and classmates in different ways, being ignorance the origin of this kind of abuse. When this girl suffers a sexual attack, things just get worse. The only reason she has to smile is friendship, which she finally destroys because of her distorted values and social skills.

"Yessica" (Ximena Ayala) is friends at school with "Miriam" (Nancy Gutiérrez) even though the two are really chalk and cheese. The latter is a more restrained lass whilst her friend is more of a boisterous creature. That might be because she lives with her mum and her step-dad and his son "Jorge" (Luis Fernando Peña). Now he's a total creep and makes an arrangement that will pimp out the young girl to his bus driving mate so he can earn some money for a pair of trainers! Despite the fact that she is taken from the street in broad daylight and assaulted on the floor of his bus, there is no effort made by anyone to bring the culprits to book as she, herself, is so embarrassed by the whole experience that she cannot tell anyone. Her rather toxic method of dealing with things is to become even more emotionally attached to "Miriam" and in so doing she starts to make problems for her friend that causes that girl's mother (Arcelia Ramírez) to intervene - and that makes the vulnerable girl even more so. This is quite a savage indictment on attitudes of sexual entitlement by a man whose treatment of the young girl is brutal and cavalier. He has no fear of retribution and as the young "Yessica" goes further off the rails the behaviour of the truly odious brother becomes quite sickeningly effective. That she is violently robbed of her innocence is tragic enough; the fact that she has no recourse to seek help, solace and/or legal redress is punchily portrayed here by a potent performance from Ayala and an unpleasant, under-your-fingernails, one from Peña. It's not a graphic film, but the message is writ large and offers a thought provoking critique of innate and obnoxious societal attitudes to sex.

The main character, Yessica, is a tomboy who is often in trouble. As a result, she is transferred to a new school, where she meets Miriam, who lives with her mother in what seems to Yessica like luxury. While Miriam's mother's main concern is saving enough money to get a better television, Yessica doesn't even have a bedroom to sleep in or money for the most basic school supplies. When Yessica's step-brother arranges for her to be raped, things go from bad to worse. In her environment she doesn't feel like there is anyone she can tell, so she must suffer silently, which reminded me of how the women in "Missing Young Woman" were often not missed.

This film, which was Mexico's nomination for best foreign language film of 2001, is difficult to watch, but it's worth the effort. My notes also indicate that I liked the soundtrack. Seen at Cinequest (the San Jose, CA film festival) on 2/27/2002.

I think "Perfume de Violetas" is a crude reality of what happens in the life of many young girls, not only in Mexico City, but in many big cities among Latin America. This type of films are very under estimated in today's film industry. I think that like in many other occasion is a form of showing the authorities what the society is afraid to demand. I'm proud as a Mexican of what the Mexican writers and film makers are doing now, by far the best work that new generations had seen lately. I wonder why sponsors don't support films that doesn't show pretty, well known artist or doesn't have nudity scenes. I hope I didn't waste this space that could be for somebody else's opinion..