Dreams

The opening of this film gripped me and almost gave me a panic attack. Michel Franco is a name I now have noted that I need to pay attention to. The last two films he directed were, Sundown and Memory. They were, well, memorable (see what I did there). If you haven't seen these two, they are also worth checking out. Memory starred Jessica Chastain, and the experience must have been a good one because she is back again in Dreams. This time she plays Jennifer, the grown daughter of an extremely wealthy man. They have the kind of wealth where a philanthropic donation of a collection of paintings to fill a wing an art gallery is a Wednesday afternoon. She has fallen in love with Fernando (Isaac Hernández), a professional dancer from Mexico who has already been deported from the U.S. once for being an illegal alien. He is at least a decade younger than Jennifer. Fernando is her boy toy and he is frowned upon by her father and brother. The film is about power relations and speaks on a larger level to the relationship the U.S. currently has with Mexico and its citizens - happy to have you around doing the cleaning up, but as soon as there is whiff of disobedience or a request for fair treatment, it's time to call ICE. Dreams is like El Norte (if you haven't seen this film, it's a must-see) but the hot and steamy version. Dark, erotic, timely, and it's very much worth your time to sneak across the border and into a theatre to catch this film. Or rent it from Movies 'N Stuff when available.