Los Labios

Three women arrive to a desolated province town. Actually, that very small town is not really that desolated, because it’s the place they –who cure, research, care, and help– are going to. With a hospital in ruins acting as headquarters, the three can be seen as the positive effect of an attentive State that’s trying to ease the much worse negative effects of an absent – or simply disastrous – one. But this surprising film, as limpid as it is mysterious, directed by Iván Fund and Santiago Loza is not a documentary about social assistance or public health; it’s a fiction, and not one that merely illustrates the policies taken against poverty. Actually, this is a film that flies high and allows itself to discover and narrate lives, taking a chance with pain and the small joys while stuck right down in the dirt (a dirt that can have the innocence of play and the nobility of liberation), and which tells its story by framing reality in a way that thoroughly fragments a whole they resend us to with modesty and respect. Fund and Loza get boosted by new certainties and horizons in their themes as well as in their resources, which include an unforgettable rendering of a terrible song. [Synopsis courtesy of the Buenos Aires Festival Inernacional de Cine Independiente]