It uses the short story of Prosper Merimee, the opera by Georges Bizet as pretext for an impressive show.
This is the first feeling seeing it and it is not just wrong; only not enough.
It is a large puzzle the border immigration, the old myths, music and, especialy dance, the lights are used almost with volupty.
Nice job of Melissa Barrera, fair work of Paul Mescal ( one of main motives, for me, to see the film ) and useful performance of Rossy de Palma.
A provocative remind of essential pieces defining life, from tradition, love, freedom to sacrifice offering staight to each of them.
The sin - the powerful feeling , to the second part of it, to be only an inconsistent improvisation, the dialogue using, too easy, pathetic cliches, the dance being the only matter thing, the sensation to see a puzzle with pieces from many others.
In essence, for me, entire film can be reduced at the dance of Marina Tamayo, reminding more Garcia Lorca than Prosper Merimee or Georges Bizet. For this dance, indeed, Carmen deserves to be seen. So, a two hours ( almost ) film being just beautiful for only three minutes. And this is all.
