Federico Garc à a Lorca’s La bola negra wasn’t left unfinished, it was barely started. Only the first four pages of this play were ever completed before Lorca, a gay socialist, was murdered by the fascists during the Spanish Civil War. All that we know of the plot is that it concerned a privileged young man trying to join an exclusive club, who vote on approving members via blackballs (la bola negra) -and is denied entry due to his sexuality. What was intended to come after this is unknown. But directors Javier Calvo and Javier Ambrossi endeavour to speculate in their film of the same name, in which they intertwine this vision of the work with two more stories related to the play set many decades apart -each speaking to the transcendent themes Lorca was apparently grappling with as well as a small tapestry of gay identity across the span of a century. By scope, it is one of the biggest films I’ve seen to centre homosexuality, its grandiosity of ambition matched with an intensity of mel...
Folks in America barely ever think about it, but their country’s reputation in Chile will always be clouded by what they did in 1973. It’s not widely taught, but the U.S. was instrumental (if not arguably the architect) in the September 11 th coup that saw the country’s first democratically elected leader Salvador Allende -a socialist- overthrown and executed to be replaced by the fascist military dictatorship of Augusto Pinochet, whose junta dominated the nation for the next seventeen years. It was not a unique affair, this was an era where the U.S. first earned a reputation for destabilizing democracies -often left-wing democracies- in places likes Guatemala, Indonesia, and the Congo. Violence often came with these, and you have to imagine some guilty consciences among those involved in carrying out such drastic interventions. At least that is what Martin McDonagh imagines in his latest satirical comedy- drama in which a legacy of American imperialism is built up and consolidate...