Ever Changing Waters

The line that begins Marcos Loayza’s enchantingly lyrical and romantic film–“Nothing extraordinary happened, but I’d never have thought water would leave such traces in my being”–accurately describes the profound sensation that lingers after the closing credits. The story may seem far from complex: Manuel, an unassuming but fiercely intelligent Buenos Aires teenager, travels with his father to the countryside to visit his grandfather and falls in love with a local girl. But the characters are so expertly developed, the performances so engaging, and the emotions so palpable that even the familiar teen-romance and father-son-confrontation conventions seem fresh. Everything in this beautifully photographed Argentinian film–from Manuel’s gorgeous rowboat excursions with his grandfather to his delicately rendered inner turmoil at discovering his father’s apparent complicity in an oil company’s mishandling of toxic waste–conveys a simple grace and a heartfelt concern for humanity and the environment that recalls the last few films of Akira Kurosawa. Water Tower, Wednesday, April 14, 6:00.

–Adam Langer

Art accompanying story in printed newspaper (not available in this archive): film still.