Tony Gatlif's film is so pure and clear that you can literally feel the flamenco beats! You dive deep into the world of the Gypsies, because rarely has a director dealt so successfully with the melodrama of a people! And the melodrama takes place in constant emotional change. The colourful backdrop is called Andalusia, but this colourful world, we soon realise, can also frighten the Gypsies. Black, darkened limousines pull up in front of white churches - but it is not the spirituality of the church that drives the pain out of this people. It is the power of dancing! Enter Mario, who fled home and has since lost his soul. Mario is accused of having killed and so members of the Caravaca clan smear threats of revenge on Mario's white house wall. But Caco's Mamacita and her sisters cover up the threats with the juice of a magical fruit: the Mamoncillo fruit. One feels as if one is in a labyrinth in this film and every drumbeat, indeed every noise, adds to this narrative. When Mario walks up the hill to his house, his footsteps sound like drumbeats. Then we see Spanish divas dancing exuberantly to the songs of the Gypsies. And again we are immersed in their world, where birth is an act of divinity and suicidal chivalry is an act of loyalty. One shows one's "worth" through cars or expensive watches. Technology is very important! A man dies between expensive cars, pierced by a blade. Solemnly he steps out into the realm of the dead. Vengo above all a breathtaking piece of performance art!
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