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Güeros

2014 · Alonso Ruizpalacios

For when you want something cool and alive — a black-and-white hangout movie to watch with a drink when you're nostalgic for aimless nights and the friends you wandered them with. Easygoing on the surface, but it leaves a pleasant ache.

What it's about

Mexico City, 1999: the national university is shut down by a student strike, and an aimless teenager is shipped off to his older brother's apartment in the capital. A rumor about a dying, half-forgotten folk singer — the man who supposedly once made Bob Dylan weep — sends the brothers and their friends drifting across the paralyzed city in search of him. It's a road movie that never leaves town, and a coming-of-age story soaked in the static electricity of a city on pause.

The experience

Playful, restless, and quick on its feet — jump cuts, deadpan jokes, and sudden swerves into melancholy. It has the loose-limbed energy of being young and broke with nowhere to be, and it sneaks real feeling in under the mischief.

The craft

Shot in silvery black-and-white in a boxy old-fashioned frame, it crackles with the jump-cut mischief of the French New Wave while staying defiantly Mexico City in its soul. It's also gleefully self-aware — the characters mock exactly the kind of arty festival film they're inside. The photography of the city, from highways to hidden courtyards, is gorgeous and worth a big screen.

Why it matters

It won Mexico's Ariel for Best Picture and Berlin's prize for best first feature, announcing Alonso Ruizpalacios as one of the most inventive directors of new Mexican cinema.

Reception & legacy: how Güeros was received, argued over, and remembered →

During the 1999 strike that shut down Mexico's national university, an aimless teenager is packed off to his older brother's Mexico City apartment, where a rumor about a dying, half-forgotten folk singer — the man who once, legend insists, made Bob Dylan weep — sends the boys drifting across a paralyzed capital. Alonso Ruizpalacios's debut is a road movie that never leaves the city, shot in silvery black-and-white and boxy Academy ratio, crackling with the jump-cut mischief of early Godard and Jarmusch's deadpan cool while remaining defiantly chilango in soul. It is also gleefully self-aware: characters mock the very kind of festival-circuit art film they're inside, black-and-white and all. The film won the Ariel for Best Picture and Berlin's prize for best first feature, announcing both Ruizpalacios — who went on to Museo, A Cop Movie and La Cocina — and cinematographer Damián García as major talents. Its finest trick is tonal: student politics, grief and slapstick held in a single restless tracking shot through streets that seem to hum.

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