I NEVER CLIMBED THE PROVINCIA
Whoever knows the singular work by the great filmmaker Ignacio Agüerro, or even just his last film, Como me da la Gana 2 (International Grand Prix at FID2017), will not be surprised at all to hear that his new film undertakes, once again, to weave together, very tightly, on the one hand, what is private, intimate, autobiographical – including its secrets, and, on the other hand, what is public, obvious, out in the open. I have never climbed up la Provincia, as the title reads, mentions this mountain on the outskirts of Santiago, to indicate that it is close to home, in his neighbourhood, even at a nearby crossroads, that an ascent took place, that it is in this familiar and circumscribed space that a gorgeous landscape can be seen, where the whole film unfolds, as well as the very existence of the director. That is why the camera never ceases to film the same panning shots repeatedly, throughout the years. Filming the same buildings, streets, traffic lights, inhabitants, craftsmen, shopkeepers, bums, etc., photographing the change of shop windows, recording the stability of the space at the same time as the passing of time. But also these fetishes, as reassuring landmarks, are linked to pieces of lives with the only purpose of glorifying the moment: the foot of a man, a pregnant woman’s belly, a playing child, the rain in a garden, etc. Gracefully, with continuous fragility and playful curiosity, the film moves forward with resumptions and strokes, like a love poem ceaselessly distrustful of heights. (J.P.R.)
Original version : spanish. Subtitles : english. Script : Ignacio Agüero. Photography : Matias Illanes,
Gabriel Díaz, ignacio Agüero. Editing : Sophie França. Sound : Carlo Sánchez, Felipe Zabala, Claudio Vargas.
Production : MANUFACTURA DE PELíCULAS (Macarena López). Distribution : Macarena López.
Filmography : Como me da la Gana II, 2016. El Otro Día, 2012. El diario de Agustín, 2008. La mamá de mi abuela le contó a mi abuela, 2004. Aquí se construye, 2000. Sueños de hielo, 1993. Cien niños esperando un tren, 1988. Como me da la gana, 1985. No olvidar, 1982.
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