Borrowed

On the part of one of the only two characters in this movie to borrow from the present to bring back to life a loved one from the past. At least that is how I imagine lyrics of a favorite old Carlos Gardel song to a highly abstract vision in the mind of an older man, attempting to execute in a portrait the persona of a younger man he once knew. As such it comes across as technically as a truly fine piece of cinema. But in terms of a filmed narrative it drags along at a snail's pace from one improbable scene to another. At twenty minutes in the viewer may regard it as just another creepy psychodrama of a rather mundane gay sort. Then very slowly it becomes alternately less about that and more of a "Death in Venice" type of thing. Centering on a theme of aging gone all tragic. Alternating clever use of two languages, English and Spanish, livens everything up nicely. As noted, this is not at all a trashy film, just slow and confusing. Likeable one minute, then implausible the next. For all its faults, I rather enjoyed it.