Fairly funny (and almost moving) Argentine comedy about a group of individuals that own and run small units in an underground shopping arcade in el once, Buenos Aires.
Specifically it is the story of Ariel, a young Jewish man set adrift by the feeling that his father abandoned him as a baby to fight the Yom Kippur war in Israel, who has decided that he must somehow flee the confinement of this little world, even if it means becoming Polish. It's basically a series of bittersweet comic sketches, shot almost in documentary style, with the story of Ariel's eventual reunion with the father he lost holding it all together.
After a long time wondering why there weren't any good movies showing in London, a whole bunch of them are about to turn up. Against my better judgement I have committed to see The Da Vinci Code with Surfer at the Kensington Odeon, but closer to my office at the Curzon there will shortly be showing another film by one of the betterFrench directors of the moment, François Ozon, entitled Le Temps Qui Reste and Down in the Valley with Edward Norton which looks excellent. I'm also looking forward to Secuestro Express a frenetic exploration of the kidnap phenomenon in Latin America and Tony Takitani, based on a story by Haruki Murakami. Next up will probably be Lemming though.