Juan, I Forgot I Don't Remember (1999)
Juan Carlos Rulfo, the son of the acclaimed Mexican writer and photographer Juan Rulfo, travels to the plains of Jalisco in search of information on his father. What starts as a tribute to a great artist, however, becomes a meditation on aging and how it's affecting the history of a generation of great Mexican literature.
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Lack of good storyline.
Better Late Then Never
It's a good bad... and worth a popcorn matinée. While it's easy to lament what could have been...
It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,
It is not too much to appreciate in this movie for them whom do not have deep knowledge about the biography of the brilliant Mexican writer: Juan Rulfo.And does not help in anything the non-orthodox decision of not introducing/displaying the names of the interviewed people, avoiding therefore the relation that each of these kept with Juan. Saving this point, which is in fact the central plot of the film (recollections of the people who lived with this author), the context is wonderful: beautiful landscapes, the memories and forgetfulnesses of a country that Mexican people have let go but at the same time it stay with them, and great senile humor and popular wisdom of personages of a peculiar (but in some way also a representative) Mexican little town.To only add, here death plays an important role, like indeed is that ingrained idiosyncrasy which beats in Mexican people veins and nevertheless modernity has kill it (but not buried).
This movie reflects the Mexico we've forgotten. It reflects the love mexican people has for living and loving. It has great Photography art-work and you can know a bit more of Juan Rulfo's life. The bottom line is that you've got to see this movie. if you want to learn how's the "other" Mexico and maybe you'll understand its inheritance.