I gave myself this right: to awaken the adolescent cells that keeps my organism in high spirits and watch the much talked about Eu Fico Loko. Not by Christian Figueiredo (I confess I never saw a video of him until the end), but by the juvenile plot, by the well-chosen cast and by the Brazilian cinema - that has been becoming an increasing passion since I began to analyze the audiovisual with other looks.
The most interesting thing about watching a movie in the theater is that it starts even before the session starts. I explain: those minutes of queuing at the box office and then to the entrance into the room are filled with good adventures. There was an illustrator selling a book and being taken away by security. There was a grandmother complaining she was not going to sit for two hours. There was a aunt worried because the nieces had no identity. And there were teenagers. Very teenagers.
Perhaps it was to be expected, but I felt back at a break from school, with those little groups around me, in their private stories and invented slang - and I, leaning against the wall, fumbling on my cell phone, seeking answers about how my I from the past has blown everything. I, leaning against the wall, at any corner of any college, with no friends to help me communicate with the outside world.
Soon an employee came along with the message: due to a technical problem with the audio, the session would delay about fifteen minutes. Another fifteen minutes looking at the display of the cell phone in disguise for the peripheral look that registered, in the suburbs of busy thought, new actions, new situations, new dialogues. Many "you" and "ti" instead of you - I was the new student in that Fundamental School invented, bathed in the heat of Santos.
We entered. And now yes: let's go to the movie. The narrative is divided into three parts: childhood, adolescence and adulthood. But like every imperfect fraction, the parts were not the same size, the same format, much less the same space - and the adult Christian's meddling in the life of the Christian child and adolescent was a didactic inference that did not cause damage to the film. The presence of Christian, playing himself, was the scariest one there.
Let's ignore for a moment that Christian was there. Nothing against the boy, I repeat: I never got to watch a video of him until the end. But even the most fanciful fans understand that the young man has not advanced in the youtuber question and remains far removed from the possibility of being considered a medium-sized actor. On the other hand, Filipe Bragança, who plays him in most of the film, showed how to make a Christian.
I accompany Filipe on social networks and know the artistic potential of the boy, especially since I was faithful to the more than two years of Chiquititas, a novel in which he lived the character Duda. But here is one thing I did not expect in him: to burst the bubble of interpretation and immerse himself in the sphere of dramatization. There was no Doubt, there was no Philip; There was Christian, a Christian that Christian Figueiredo himself has to recognize as better than the original.
Filipe made me laugh (exorbitant, in some moments) and almost brought me to tears when, after the all-loving request for a date, his girlfriend appeared with another and still humiliated him - moments before he learned of his grandmother's passing. The same Filipe who gave life to the impassioned Christian and untrammeled Christian turned into a Christian who was already difficult phase of the life of each one that was in that session.
The script, daring into the cliché, has brought everything contemporary youth cinema needs. Abandoning the perfectionism of the porcelain teenagers molded by Hollywood blockbusters, I Fico Loko made young blood run with bullying, bullshit, bullshit, without falling into the politically incorrect antipathy.
Eu Fico Loko surpassed my expectations, massacred my preconceptions regarding commercial cinema and revealed that the black cat's superstition no longer makes sense when it comes to movies. More than a sugar water story, school melodrama or lost entertainment, I Fico Loko is a sample that Brazilian cinema has balls to push the pause button in hypermedia and take the cyber generation to theaters.
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