This is an extremely rare gem that I was lucky enough to see screened at the MoMA/NY in the mid-90s. Billed as the earliest Brazilian film still in print, I ran, together with another half a dozen people, to the museum to catch it on one cold autumn afternoon. And it was quite worth the effort.
The film, or what exists of it, runs for about five minutes or less and tells a very simple story of a young boy who paints his grandfather's glasses; on putting them on, the old man thinks he's blind, but quickly discovers that his grandson has darkened the lens. The grandfather laughs at the childish prank and the film comes to a sudden end.
Although very simple and short, this piece of braziliana, no doubt, offers the viewer, especially those who are Brazilian or Latin Americans, a fascinating glimpse onto a time long gone; for the sheer distance in time, I watched the film with pure nostalgia and enjoyment, savoring each and every minute of it.
The film, or what exists of it, runs for about five minutes or less and tells a very simple story of a young boy who paints his grandfather's glasses; on putting them on, the old man thinks he's blind, but quickly discovers that his grandson has darkened the lens. The grandfather laughs at the childish prank and the film comes to a sudden end.
Although very simple and short, this piece of braziliana, no doubt, offers the viewer, especially those who are Brazilian or Latin Americans, a fascinating glimpse onto a time long gone; for the sheer distance in time, I watched the film with pure nostalgia and enjoyment, savoring each and every minute of it.
