| a | FOREIGN CLASSICS I think it is possible
                to argue that Tuna's film and mine have a lot in
                common. They represent two of the ten best
                foreign films of the 1990's, they are both family
                stories covering multiple generations, both
                filled with banquets, and they both are told from
                the women's POV. "Como
                Agua Para Chocolate", from Johnny Web I finally saw "Like
                Water for Chocolate", which is a classic
                example of magical realism translated to the
                screen. In short, the youngest daughter of a
                prosperous fin de siecle Mexican family is
                forbidden to marry and have children until her
                mother dies. As a result of this family
                tradition, the great love of her life goes to her
                oldest sister. He, in turn, reciprocates her love
                and marries the oldest sister so he can be near
                the youngest. Magical Realism is a
                very powerful strain in the fiction of Latin
                America, and I'm not all that comfortable with
                it. I always wonder if they want me to believe
                that these people are real or not. I suppose my
                brain is too compartamentalized, but I want fairy
                tale characters to be able to transcend reality,
                ala Princess Bride, but I like real people to
                abide by natural law. However, many people like
                this kind of approach, and Gabriel Garcia Marques
                won a Nobel Prize for writing it well. Some
                examples The star's cooking has magical
                properties. With her passion foiled in life, she
                pours it into her food, and it produces
                remarkable results. When her tears fall into her
                sister's wedding cake, it causes everyone who
                eats it to cry. Other times her food makes skin
                smoke, and acts as aphrodisiac, magnet, panacea,
                etc. When the lovers actually get together,
                sparks fly. Literally. And their lovemaking
                causes lightning, stock market fluctuations,
                revolutions, and mysterious changes in hat sizes.
                Maybe I made some of that up. When she rides off
                to Texas, the train of her dress, dragging behind
                the wagon, is of infinite length. That must be
                one strong horse. Oh, well, having confessed my
                discomfort with magical realism, let me not
                hesitate to remind people that the importance of
                a literary technique is the effect it produces.
                Magical realism, like any written figure of
                speech, can help to produce an emotional
                response, or to help us get our minds around
                certain concepts and feelings. Forgetting my personal
                biases for a minute, I think you can find some
                legitimate things to ctiticize in this movie. The
                characters are really cardboard and
                uninteresting, especially Pedro, the dashing love
                of her life. I kept wondering what these two
                would talk about if they ever had a chance to
                have a conversation. And the domineering mother
                is a complete cartoon, unrecognizable as a
                person, rather like the standard wicked
                stopmother in those Disney stories. The film only
                makes use of about 10% of the pallette. It's
                virtually a black-and-white movie, except
                substituting brown for black and faint orange for
                white. Those just aren't my favorite colors -
                although they lend a dreamy old time sepia
                photograph quality to the story which is, after
                all, a recollection of family stories by a
                great-niece in our own times. And the corny
                ending just stretches ones credulity beyond all
                reason. And the pacing of some scenes is so-o-o
                slow.  I've whined so much
                about this movie you'd think it was Plan 9 or
                something, and I've given you a false impression.
                Despite everything I've said, it has a certain
                undefinable - "magic". It has a
                charming and gentle way of treating very serious
                and depressing subjects in a "OK, let's get
                on with life" way, ala Kurt Vonnegut. I
                guess Vonnegut himself is a magical realist, now
                that I think of it. And I did really get
                involved, and kept hoping the lovers would figure
                it all out without hurting their friends and
                family. And I guess that justifies magical
                realism - it produced the response from me that
                it was supposed to produce, despite my crabbing
                about it.  I guess it's just like
                reading Dickens. You have to accept his rules,
                even if you think they're dumb, and know that any
                beggar you mistreat will undoubtedly be the king
                in disguise or your long-lost father. If you buy
                into the fact that only 11 people live in London,
                and they keep running into each other, you can
                enjoy Dickens, and get a lot out of his work.
                Magical realism requires the same participation
                from you. You just have to play along, enter into
                its leisurely pace and accept its conventions,
                and then it lends you some of its warmth, and
                you're happier for it.  I have Lumi Cavazos, the
                star, in today's edition. The other women will
                appear in subsequent editions. Lumi got naked
                from about every angle, so that wasn't so bad.
                Unfortunately, the nudity was that candlelit
                type, like Salma in Desperado. Lumi Cavazos (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #7, #8) "Antonia's
                Line", from Tuna This is a really
                excellent Dutch movie which I have previously
                discussed, and which I like a lot. If I could
                keep only one European film from the 1990's, I'd
                keep this one over Life is Beautiful or Il
                Postino. (I don't know if it would be my final
                selection. I'd have to think about it some more.) NEW FEATURE. If you love Tuna's
                work but are daunted by the quantity of his
                output, this might help. Click here for a
                thumbnail index of all of Tuna's pics from this
                film. Study the index first, the download the
                ones you want
                Els Dottermans (#1, #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #7) Elsie DeBrauw (#1, #2, #3, #4) GR's
                corner Kathy Shower in "Sexual
                Malice" Samantha Phillips in "Sexual
                Malice" Sheeri Rappaport in "Little
                Witches" Jimmy's movie Film clip of Joanna Lumley in "Games
                Lovers Play".
                Still caps above in Jimmy's column.  | a |