Zama (2017)

Set in the late 18th century, Zama (2017) is about Don Diego de Zama (Daniel Giménez Cacho), a magistrate working in a colonial outpost near the Paraguay River. The opening image sees him in a classic pose of authority, tricorne on his head, sword in his holster, gazing out at the water. The next two hours proceeds to chip away at this commanding ideal, comically exposing him as a powerless cog. When the sound of a jaunty guitar pop number is heard after the title card, there is something different about the way the film works as a period piece. Born in the Americas but a servant to the King Of Spain’s orders, Zama longs for transfer to Spain where his wife and child await as well as the promise of success. With a deadpan comic tone that surprised me, the film shows Zama to be like a frustrated middle manager, daydreaming in a corporate structure; his authority is either snubbed or overruled by his superiors (as well as subordinates), and his desires for the women around him are awkwardly expressed and continually frustrated. Adapting the novel by Antonio di Benedetto, director/writer Lucrecia Martel continually frames Zama as a visual element that is hilariously crowded or sidelined by fellow officers, countesses, servants, slaves, indigenous natives and even animals. The sound design foregrounds the environment, the way in which it intrudes upon this attempt at order and rule. As the years pass, the mocking of Zama gives way to the tragedy of the character, particularly during a poorly-planned expedition to hunt a nefarious bandit that recalls the madness of Aguirre, Wrath Of God. Cacho gives a great performance where more is read from his pained expressions than what he says. A strange, funny and alert film, I look forward to tracking down more of Martel’s previous work. Zama is available to stream on Kanopy. Recommended.

She Killed In Ecstasy (1971)

SBS OnDemand do offer some classic cult fare and old gems to stream, not a world away from the great tradition of Saturday Night Cult Movies (though you do have to deal with a few ads that usually pop up during the middle of scenes annoyingly, making me nostalgic for how network TV cut ads into movies they screened; at least they waited for a scene to end!). Browsing around late one Saturday night, I watched She Killed In Ecstasy (1971), reentering the sleazy world of Jess/Jesús Franco. I’d only seen his film Vampyros Lesbos for the first time awhile back and what do you know, this was shot around the same time using the same actors and locations. Soledad Miranda stars as the ‘She’ of the title whose happy existence living with her doctor hunk husband on an island goes to ruin. The doctor was experimenting with animal embryos to help human resistance against diseases etc but is disbarred from the medical community by a board whose members taunt him to the point of suicide. Before you can say “Obvious influence on Kill Bill”, Soledad vows revenge on all the board members, basically seducing them and killing them in the bedroom one by one. That’s basically it; the main tension comes from which wig and outfit she’ll wear for her victim. It’s low-budget exploitation but there’s a definite enjoyable style on offer from the groovy soundtrack, 1970s fashions, cheesy cliches and slow zoom in shots; the moment where Soledad stares at the camera naked in a darkly lit room going insane is something else, quite striking! Not for everyone, but if you like 1970s era erotic euro thrillers, it’s recommended.