Part of my coverage of the 54th Chicago International Film Festival.
EL ANGEL ***
Luis Ortega
2018
IDEA: An account of 19-year-old Argentine murderer and thief Carlos Puch, who was dubbed "The Angel" due to his cherubic looks.
BLURB: When confronted
with evil, it is our instinct to rationalize it, to attempt to ascribe to the
perpetrator some motivation that will explain away unconscionable actions. Film
and other media have long represented real-life criminals with this aim, mixing
factual details with speculation to draw conclusions about what made them tick.
In El Angel, notorious Argentine
serial killer and thief Carlos Puch compellingly defies such diagnostics – as
played by Lorenzo Ferro, the baby-faced murderer is a self-mythologizing enigma
who simply believes himself to be above law and morality. Without pointing to
anything concrete or contriving answers, Ortega situates Puch’s fluid sexual
identity and vaguely anti-capitalist sentiments within a 1970s Argentina that
provides intriguing context for his behavior. The pointedly marginalized
presence of the darker-skinned underclass, for instance, adumbrates the racial
and economic inequity from which he’s been notably cocooned, while the
escalating police visibility indexes the hegemony of the country’s military
junta. Meanwhile, pervasive homophobia encircles Puch and his lover/accomplice,
suggesting the degree to which societal intolerance has forced him to repress
his sexuality. He even implicitly aligns himself with old pseudoscience
equating homosexuality with an essential deviance, declaring himself a “born
thief,” and thus an other who’s predisposed to flouting the rules. But his
ideology is incoherent, and Ortega’s portrait remains necessarily elusive. It
combines a romanticized pop-aesthetic vision of violent rogueness with a
countervailing sense of the bleak social reality Puch blocks out, creating a
dissonance that resists resolution. El
Angel, slick and digestible though it is, leaves us with a terrifying
inexplicability: a kid with no sense of proportion or consequence, divorced
from the weight of the world, stranded from logic.
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