De noche los gatos son pardos

This is not the run of the mill movie. It barely has a plot. In fact, until the director of the film mysteriously disappears, I'm not to sure there was a plot. After the disappearance, the police investigation finally begins to allow a plot line to emerge.

Enter Jean-Charles de Quillacq as the handsome inspector, and suddenly the film starts to take form. Too bad this is almost half-way through the movie. There is also what seems to be a subplot, centered around the lost representatives of the funeral company dispatched to pick up a corpse.

There are certainly some rather funny scenes, most of which I thought centered on the funeral reps.

The acting certainly seems free-flowing in this movie, which adds to the interest. Can't say I enjoyed some of the jagged camera work with its bouncing, lurching style.

Certainly, this was not the best 2 and a half hours I've spent in front of a movie screen. I'm not even sure I'd commit to saying I liked the movie. But it's interesting to watch (once a plot actually begins to emerge).

I think there's a moral at the end of the movie. If there is, it's probably the very last line - so hang in there if you decide to invest your time in this one.