Los reyes del mundo

Bob Dylan had that song that enumerated several injustices, each one more disheartening than the previous, and it sang sort of "it still ain't time for your tears" until the very end. Something along those lines happens here. Because I loved this from the minute one. I cried several times. It moved me. I loved this raw, beautiful, striking portrait of having nothing, and nothing is everything you will ever have. I loved the social commentary at various levels. I loved the cast performances, so real, so powerful. The movie rests on them and they just jump out of the screen to give you pure, new cinema. But it's a couple of hours later, when, still digesting the movie, still wondering, when I read this article in which I learn that the main protagonist is making his living, a year after production, months after travelling to San Sebastián to collect the main prize, out of selling sweets in the streets of Medellin. Now it's the time for your tears.

My major take-away from this film is that the young men in the key roles were fantastic. Each carved out a believable, charismatic role which made the 'brotherhood' work and a film worth viewing. The sense of family that these impoverished youths depict is warm and realistic. Their youthful disregard for the world around them is well depicted. The anger at the bureaucratic system that has no care for their situation is understandable. That said, I found the screenplay a bit random, disjointed and disappointing. Elements were presented with the potential for follow-up which never happens leaving the viewer to jump to the next scenario without a sense of closure.

Thank you to show us face of central and south America.

Just do not forget guys that since 2022 USA got millions of illegal immigrants who was jumping through the border with no documents, does it tells you anything?

The Current Surge Border Encounters and Aliens Released. From January 2021 to August 2024 there have been 10.4 million "encounters" at all U. S. borders.2 There have never been this many encounters over such a short period of time, which in the past were referred to as "apprehensions," though there are some differences between the two terms. The number of encounters is suggestive of the scale of the ongoing crisis, but it does not capture the number of new illegal immigrants, as encounters can represent multiple attempts by the same person to enter the country. In addition to encounters, the most recent estimate of the number of illegal immigrants released in to the country over this time comes from the House Judiciary Committee, which reported last month that "In less than four years, the Biden-Harris Administration has released into the United States more than 5.6 million illegal aliens."3 The decision to release these aliens or fly them in under the CHNV program, represents new additions to the illegal immigrant population. Many of those released are parolees, have pending asylum applications, and/or were released on their own recognizance. Many of these individuals have been given work authorization. However, they are still inadmissible aliens who have not been formally admitted to the U. S. and are subject to deportation under the Immigration and Nationality Act.

This film has a beautifully simple storyline that manages to capture the dreams and struggles of a group of street kids on a roadtrip from Medellín, Colombia, to a poor and rural region.

Los reyes del mundo shows us both the best and the worst in humans, without being loud or in your face about it. We see the empathy of strangers, but also the lack of it. We see undying friendship, but also friendship cracking under pressure.

The cast puts in an incredibly impressive performance. I don't know anything about their backgrounds, but they hardly miss a beat.

If you're in the mood for a lighthearted feel-good movie, this is not the one for you. But otherwise I warmly recommend it.

As the experience of watching this movie passed by, I found myself in a difficult place about my feelings.

As a Colombian, I usually would usually feel scared or even repulsed if I encountered someone like our protagonists walking on the streets. "Neas", "indigentes"; the kind of people my mother would tell me to run away from if I ever saw them. I would feel disgusted by their way of speaking, their ignorance, the words they use, their violent, mindless behaviour.

Nonetheless, only a heartless monster wouldn't feel compelled by the journey our protagonists face in this movie.

What most impacts me about Colombian cinema is that it shows me a reality I'm trying to scape, a reality I totally hate seeing.

But I can't, and I shouldn't. There are people, right now and right here in my city. God, it's so important, so difficult and painful to face this reality and realise the people I despise are beings even more human than I'll ever be, with worries more tragic than mine and feelings even deeper than my own.

This is what art is about: not about escaping our reality, but about seeing the beauty in it.