This film is just plain awful. It is obvious that Mr. Calmon didn't know the first thing about making a decent movie when he made this one (I have only watched one later film by him -- Eu Matei Lúcio Flávio -- and it was good, so he must have learned a few things along the way). Apparently he was trying to emulate the sacred principles of 'Cinema Novo' with large doses of symbolism and a plot as flimsy as he could devise. But it's all childish and nonsensical, and very painful to watch. Hugo Carvana has a rather congenial character in this film, and a competent performance. But that doesn't make up for the general stupidity of the film. Claudio Marzo is not a great actor, but that is rather irrelevant here, since he hasn't got anything to work with in the first place.
