Sangre de Mi Sangre
Blood Simple Complicated
Trailers & Mo
Sangre de Mi Sangre (meaning '
blood of my blood') isn't your average illegal immigrant heads to New York City story (neither was
Maria Full of Grace...
Jones), but its purty much like any slightly above average independent movie that you'd find at Sundance, where it won the Grand Jury Prize in 2007. It feels more like a runner-up than a winner, but that doesn't mean it won't win your attention with its gritty grittynessness. The flick escapes mediocrity thanks in part to its four very flawed, yet colorful characters: a bright eyed naive kid (
Armando Hernández,
Fast Food Nation) seeking the father he never knew in Brooklyn, who's duped on the trip up norte by a slick thieving liar (
Jorge Adrián Espíndola,
The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada), who then passes himself off as the long lost son to the feisty blow-harded and very reluctant patriarch (
Jesús Ochoa,
Man on Fire). The fourth contagonist is a homeless street hooker with a heart of plated gold (
Paola Mendoza), who's helping our unfortunate and hopeless son on his quest to find his padre. Lotsa stuff happens to and between the foursome, and while a few smiles pop up here and there, most of the goings on are not from a happy place. Being an immigrant's tale, it's no real sirprze that the ride is gonna be quite bumpy, and in
Sangre's case, it's true to the bitter end
Turn That Frown Upside Down w/o The Help of Lionel Kiddie City: czech out Cheech Marin in the long forgotton comedy
Born In East LA, or at least the music video for
the song of the same nameJohn Grisham's Jizzum (aka Verdict):
Jeepers Worth A PeepersSangre opens in limited release today
until next thyme the balcony is clothed...
