Best movie ever!

A Disappointing Continuation

Great story, amazing characters, superb action, enthralling cinematography. Yes, this is something I am glad I spent money on.

It's simply great fun, a winsome film and an occasionally over-the-top luxury fantasy that never flags.

Like FLAMENCO, this is a performance film by Saura, in this case highlighting the Portugeuse "fado" music. But this is a far less compelling work. The first problem is the music itself. Although quite lovely and expressive, it's almost entirely ballads (the most uptempo it ever gets is an ill-conceived fado-inspired rap). Very pretty, but hard to appreciate for 90 minutes. Perhaps to offset this issue, Saura goes for a lot of visual stylization, which is the other major problem. Fado has no dance component, but many of numbers feature choreography, sometimes effectively, but something rather incongruous with the music. And then there's the abundance of mirrors, the use of film clips and stock footage, the sets, and most tacky of all, the giant video screens. It's just too busy and showy, and seems to suggest a lack of confidence in the performers' ability to captivate an audience. I'd rather just listen to the soundtrack (and minus the rap song, please).

The magnificent Spanish film maker, Carlos Saura has gone and done it again. He has crafted an absolutely mesmerizing performance film dealing with the popular musical form from Portugal called Fado (a form of folk music,with roots dating back to the early 19th century). Fado is generally sung by either women or men,with spare musical backing (generally a mandolin like Portugese guitar,and an acoustic guitar or two). Not only are we treated to performances by today's superstars of Fado,but are equally thrilled by dancers performing in front of mirrors,or projected images of Portugal,now and then. There are also vintage film clips of legendary Fado performers such as Amalia Rodriguez,etc. At times the use of overlapping images reminded me of some of the experimental musings of German film maker,Hans Jurgen Syberberg (especially his film adaptation of Richard Wagner's 'Parsifal',or his performance film 'Der Nacht'). Although gone is the saturated colour photography that made 'Flamenco' a treat for the eye & senses,this film is also a sight to behold. If you have any kind of passion for world music,or just outright love Fado,you can't go wrong with checking out 'Fados'. Not rated by the MPAA,this film serves up a few rude words in some of the song lyrics (translated by English subtitles),but generally contains nothing to offend

Okay, can I announce that there is music and dance in this film? Does this constitute a spoiler? Just kidding.Seriously, though, I was really disappointed with this film. I love almost all kinds of music and this music is now among those I like. Those with ears more trained to the distinctions between this Portuguese music and, say, Brazilian music can say more about it than I. However, there are certainly aspects to Fado that resemble Brazilian music.Be that as it may, Fado, to my understanding, is not dance music, per se. On the other hand, the director, for who knows what reason, chose to greatly enhance the film experience with often cluttered visuals and dance that sometimes doesn't seem to fit the music. What I wanted to see was either a live concert film, like "Buena Vista Social Club", which showcases the musicians and also told about the musicians' stories, or a film like "Calle 54", a concert film simply done on a soundstage with no audience. Either way, those films focus on the musicians performing the music."Fado" is so visually busy, you get the sense that either the director didn't trust his audience to merely sit through a concert film so he enhanced it with visual pizazz, or he felt like doing an exercise in showing off visual style as a director (the way it sometimes feels Tarentino does). Other than a few exceptions, the musicians and the music are not the stars here (but they should be!). What we have are, instead, set pieces comprised of music and dancing and sets and colors and camera tricks. Hey, let's put on a SHOW!!! There was so much going on, with no microphones in sight, I thought I was watching singers lip synching.The music is lovely, sometimes exciting and the performers seem to be passionate about what they're performing. Their efforts, however, are so often conflicting with the director's vision, or just drowned out.Remember how tacky those musical numbers used to be at the Academy Awards years ago? You could have a singer like Shirley Bassey mesmerizing us with her vocal of "Diamonds Are Forever", but behind her would be busy Busby Berkeley choreography performed by 50 tuxedoed men and 100 scantily clad women, not really doing anything all that pointed regarding the lyric she was singing. Just complete idiotic distraction. Well, that's how a lot of this film felt to me. As Simon on American Idol would say, "Sorry." Could someone do a film of this music before a live audience and serve THAT up to us? I'll be anxiously awaiting.

It doesn't really matter whether you already love Fado music or not. This film will make a believer out of you. I attended the world premiere on the 6th of September at the Toronto Film Festival (actually it was the first film shown at the festival this year) and I can tell you that the audience was in tears at the beauty of the performances alone, with applause after every number.The film has no plot, only a brief title slide to explain the history of Fado music. Fado is a Portuguese vocal genre that has endured for the last 150 years. After that introduction, though, Saura just lets the music do the talking. The film is composed of performances by the top Fado artists from Portugal (Mariza, Carlos do Carmo...) as well as artists from Brazil, Cabo Verde, Spain, and Mexico (Lila Downs!). This is no concert movie. Instead, each of the numbers is uniquely performed as a set piece often with a dance accompaniment. But true to form, it's the vocals more than anything which go straight to the heart as they tell tales of sadness and longing, of memories, losses and triumphs. Interesting that a movie so devoted to the form should be directed by a Spaniard, Carlos Saura, but his filmography shows unequivocally his love of music and dance and his skill in bringing it to the screen. At the premiere, he spoke of the last day of shooting - it was shot entirely in Madrid - and how the cast and crew - half Portuguese, and half Spanish - was crying because they were sad it was over. I felt the same way at the end of the film and can't wait to see it again.