La vendedora de rosas

This is not a movie to entertain, it is meant to open the viewer's eyes to the "invisible" world of homeless children in Latin America. This is more a documentary than a film but the plot, based loosely on Han Christian Anderson's "The Match Stick Girl," is strong and compelling. Painful to watch at times, it is meant to be disturbing. Which is why I can say it I liked it and I recommend it, even though it haunted me and robbed me of sleep and I don't believe I will ever see it again.

These young people survive in the streets with no supervision and no one to provide for them, yet they are still going through the same tumultuous problems of the average teen; boyfriend-girlfriend troubles, gossip, friendship betrayal, and so on...and they cope with all their problems by sniffing glue. With the effects of the glue showing itself in these children one scene after the other it can seem to be too much as the plot begins to come together.

It is my understanding that the majority of the children were not actors but real street kids, and although the plot was scripted by the filmmaker the children were just being themselves, showing us a voyeuristic peek into their lives. And on a more disturbing note; none of these children have survived the street.

This incredible film is a must see for anyone interested in film as more than entertainment.

From the original Edison shorts, through to Dziga Vertov's Man With a Movie Camera, onto Italian Neo-realism and beyond, there has been a long-standing fascination with cinema's ability to represent reality. Naturally, special effects and highly-stylised cinematography have their place but the way in which cinema has been able to reveal and represent the finer details of everyday experience is something which has always enriched the artform.

La Vendedora de Rosas is an exponent of this quality. It films the barrios of Medellín, Colombia, in a manner which makes you feel as if you have experienced them directly. The film is, for the most part, completely non-judgemental, it merely gives us an extended glimpse of a reality which is likely very different to our own. It unflinchingly shows domestic violence, child-prostitution, street gang violence, juvenile delinquency, drug-taking and more. The camera is used as an open gaze: after each fight, verbal insult, or sexual advance made towards a minor, the film simply continues onto the next scene. The message clearly communicated is that what we are witnessing is simply normal life for the characters involved. They may be children but their lives are anything but innocent.

The film's value doesn't just lie in its verisimilitude, although it is worth noting that all of the actors were non-professionals and lived lives very similar to those represented in the film, it also strikes a chord because of how naturalistic and touching the central performances are, particularly Lady Tabares, who plays Mónica the eponymous rose seller. She is a young girl who left her family home seemingly due to not being able to come to terms with the death of her grandmother. Her grandmother appears to be the only person in her life who played a genuinely nurturing role and she is represented as a figure of angelic, redemptive quality in the short and subtle fantasy scenes which occur in the film and act as a departure from its generally more naturalistic style. The fact that Mónica feels that her life requires redemption tells us a great deal about her character: she is living the life that she feels forced to live, she has not chosen to enter a world of drug-taking and delinquency (who would?) she has fallen into it. Sadly, it seems very unlikely that she will be able to escape it.

The film does, unfortunately, verge on melodrama in the final act, which is a misjudgement in my view, but, for the most part, its unblinking representation of a world which offers constant threat and very little hope is one which is as eye-opening as it is stark. This is a film which, as much as any other, is able to capture the reality of the world that many inhabit. It's not just engaging cinema, it's a cultural and social education.

i came upon this film @ the library and comparing the film to the summary given, i was literally taken aback. We are immediately thrown into the fast paced, distracting and intense urban climate in which these children survive. I had some difficulty reading the subtitles and absorbing the story, for the children speak quickly and move swiftly (minus the glue huffing). At times I was questioning whether this film could be part documentary , part true story. the child actors are comfortable around and maturely aware of the camera, their deft improv dialog feels habitual and routine, as if they have and do live this lifestyle. Reminiscent of "CHildren Underground", this film will call to your heart and your curiosity. It amazes me how the children narrowly escape havoc or ruin with every step.

Bravo to this powerful film.

If you get offended easily I don't recommend this movie. If you like your movies with happy endings, you shouldn't watch this film. In the tradition of "Pixote" and "Kids", "La vendedora de Rosas" shows the reality and (hallucinations) of children, who grow up in the street, survive in the street and die in the streets. It features an array of indigent pre-pubescent kids doing an insane amount of drugs, prostituting themselves and living with/killing each other. The movie features no real actors. All the kids are playing themselves. Today, Colombian media reported that one of the actresses featured in the movie was found dead. She is the second actor who has died since the movie was released. I like the movie because it presents reality as is. It doesn't pretend to give us solutions or even explain why those kids have live the way they do. It's unflinching and more real than anything committed to film before or since.

This is a movie that shows the life of a little girl who sells flowers in the streets of Medellin, Colombia. The violence, the drugs, the misery, are his partners every day.

The movie is good, made with kids of the streets, there are no real actors here. The pain in the eyes of the kids is real.