Ritmo salvaje

Time seems to pleasantly stand still when you're high. Time seems to stop when you watch this film... and not in a good way. I like Latin music, great rhythm and dance. I wanted to like this film and tried three of these novellas before I was burnt out. All roaches!

The story is tissue thin, the acting is plastic and the editing is tragically messy. Either way, the story is too disjointed to follow the tempo or a scene is so limp it falls short of any pace. In defense of the actors, they were attractive kids and fairly capable dancers, but the choreography was repetitive and lacks imagination. The director was frequently angry at the players in the story. The actual film director should have listened to that story character.

If the boys in this film had been actual drug dealers, they would have been 'punked' frequently, robbed or dead. The narcissism of the characters is as thick as pancake makeup, and the real makeup is clownish at best. Street kids in South Dakota would be tougher and more hip than these posers, much less Bogata! This movie cast was just out of acting class or it was a final graduation project. The implied sex was juvenile and the faux violence was a fight in the parking lot after dance practice.

Save yourself time and go to a hooka lounge or get wasted and stare at a blank screen.