I saw an amazing movie tonight at the Cine de Las Americas Film Festival premiere.
Machucafollows the friendship between Gonzalo Infante and Pedro Machuca, two eleven-year-old boys living in the capital city of Santiago, Chile, in 1973. Gonzalo comes from a well-to-do family, and Pedro comes from an illegal shantytown recently settled not far from Gonzalo’s neighborhood. Their worlds are separated by boundaries that some, in an age full of revolutionary hopes, want to break down.
My friends from Maneja Beto hooked me up with the pass.
Although not as severe, the story reminds me somewhat of my childhood. I think of my friend Kevin who always had the coolest G.I. Joe's. He gave me some, but I always knew we were different.
It also reminds me of some of my current friends. I by no means am hurting financially, but I'm not doing as well as some of my other friends. They don't make me feel any different, but it's evident that there is a difference.
The movie makes me think of human relationships and how people from different places and environments can come together, develop bonds, but there's still something there. What that is, I don't know.