Washington Heights

It took a while to get into this film and its movement and its characters, but I got there and was never lost for a moment in a very complex story of many tiers and personalities -- all within a seemingly simple entry-level USA neighborhood.

I assume the movie was whot in 16mm film and/or digitial video, and once again, a low budget does not mean a poor story. The direction and editing worked well in a story where the ensemble cast was homogeneous and perfect.

Excellent. Excellent. Excellent.

In the last few decades, the neighborhood of Washington Heights in upper Manhattan has changed from the predominantly German Jewish area I grew up in to one that is now almost exclusively Dominican. The change took place gradually after thousands of small landowners in the Dominican Republic were dispossessed in 1965-1966 following the U.S. military invasion and occupation. When I think about the Heights of my youth, I can still smell the freshly baked rye bread from the Jewish bakeries on St. Nicholas Avenue and taste the kosher pickles from my father's delicatessen on 193rd street. Now, as captured by first-time director Alfredo de Villa in the film Washington Heights, the streets are filled with salsa music and bodegas and domino players in the streets. Shot on digital video in basements, streets, alleys, and ground floor apartments in only 18 days with a minimal budget, Washington Heights is about fathers and sons, the conflict of generations, and the sad undercurrent of violence that is a part of the assimilation process.

In the film, two sons are hampered in their attempts to realize their dreams. Carlos Ramirez (Manny Perez) commutes daily to the East Village to work as a comic book inker and longs to have his own imprint house. He is unwilling to forgive his father Eddie (Tomas Milian) for cheating on his mother. Eddie, who owns the corner bodega, had to give up his own goal to become a bolero singer when he married and had a son and now scorns his son's artistic ambitions. In a subplot, Carlos' friend Mickey, the son of an Irish building manager Sean Kilpatrick (Jude Ciccolella) dreams of winning a bowling tournament is Las Vegas but his father does everything he can to keep him stuck in his job as a building superintendent.

Tragically, Carlos' plans are put on hold after his father is shot and paralyzed during a robbery. It is a struggle for both men to accept the new conditions of their life and old resentments quickly boil to the surface but there are tender moments as well. When Carlos takes over the business, however, he discovers that his father owes a debt of $25,000 to Kilpatrick and is determined to work until he can pay off the debt. Carlos' preoccupation with running the business and taking care of his father puts strains on his relationship with his dressmaker girl friend Maggie (Andrea Navedo) and she says to Carlos: "You think you are an artist but you're just a guy whose father owns a bodega."

Things become even more complicated when his girl friend's brother, Angel (Bobby Cannavale) hides the money he is saving to return to the Dominican Republic in his LP collection and foolishly tells people where it is. Ultimately, Carlos is able to use his experience with his father to deepen his commitment to the neighborhood and to transform the quality of his art. I found Washington Heights to be predictable and sometimes amateurish, but it is an honest and involving film that portends a bright future for the director and his cast and one I would not hesitate to recommend.

"Washington Heights" is a gritty slice of life and death in a New York City neighborhood near the George Washington Bridge. A young artist and illustrator is struggling to find his place and work and has female problems as well. After his father, a bodega owner, is shot and paralyzed by a robber, the artist must take over the store, and discovers other problems, one of which shows him some direction. A good storyline, editing, and performances make this film a success. I did not feel like a distant observer--I was drawn in quickly--a good sign.

Starring Tomas Milian and Manny Perez – 'Washington Heights' is a low budget drama set in a Latino neighborhood in NYC.

A young comic-book artist (Manny Perez) wants to escape his Latino neighborhood. When his father is crippled by a robber's gunshot, the young man is forced to run the family bodega.

The movie was shot in a budget (low resolution video and poor audio) with low profile actors.

The plot flowed well for 85 minutes but the last 5 minutes were just terrible. We don't know for sure if Perez and his girlfriend remained together and if Angel ended-up in jail for the shooting.

4/10

I loved this film from the moment La Vida es un Carnival started till the end. It avoids so many of the cliches that other immigrant stories fall prey to, and instead gives us a real snapshot of the lives of a handful of characters in this New York neighborhood. I can't stand films where everything is so neatly wrapped up and by the end all of the characters' conflicts are resolved. Instead, this film let's us see a handful of very alive characters fight to pursue their dreams against the barriers of their families, history, loves, and, most importantly, themselves. By the conclusion, we don't know all the answers of where they'll be, but we know who they are, and we care about them immensely. Nat Moss and Alfredo de Villa deserve a huge round of applause for having written such a touching and compelling story.

The movie is also beautifully shot, with de Villa's hand adding to the text as all great directors do. In one fantastic scene, we see one of the characters joyfully announce his engagement, ask for help from his friend, and have his friend reveal that he cannot help due to a debt between their fathers. The character then responds in anger to the fact that his father would help his friend, but not his own son. As tightly as the scene is written, it is shot equally well, with the camera following the characters through the bodega, keeping up their increasing intensity. The shooting adds to the scene immensely. There is also a beautiful sequence that is set up over many very brief earlier moments where we see a real transformation in the main character's artistic direction (he is a cartoon artist). I was struck while watching it how hard it is to show in a film the growth of an artist, or even the creative process. Yet here de Villa does so brilliantly, making it completely believeable.

Finally, the acting in this film is fantastic. As the star Carlos of the film, Manny Perez wonderfully alternates, like his neighborhood, between the high energy of his ambition, the frustration (and ultimate satisfaction) of his family ties, and his ambivalence about where he belongs. Tomas Milian turns in an Oscar-worthy performance as the father/bodega owner. And numerous smaller roles reveal potential stars, including Danny Hoch, who is brilliant from start to finish, and Bobby Carnavale, who steals the screen nearly every moment he's on it.