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You may need to be 28 and 23 to be as wildly over-ambitious as Swel and Imad Noury, the half-Moroccan, half-Spanish brothers who made the multiple-plotted Heaven's Doors, their first narrative feature, for only$180,000. Does everyone want to start out with an Innaritu-style diagram of all human experience now? The Nourys have created what in some ways is a sentimental and amateurish film, but the panorama is rich and the milieu feels authentic. A lot of movies are shot in Morocco, including, to mention only two, Ridley Scott's 'Black Hawk Down' and parts of Michel Gondry's 'Art of Sleep.' But those are the work of interlopers and don't capture authentic Moroccan life like this one.

The Nourys seem to have wanted to throw in everything but the kitchen sink: cocky young men, blind peasant women, drunken sages, innocent schoolchildren, ex-cons, gangsters, break dancers, and an alcoholic American expatriate woman from San Francisco whose soul-bearing and whining phone calls to her mother back home are, to an American audience, obtrusive and somewhat embarrassing. Even she seems a real Casablanca resident, though: how else could she be American yet obviously understand Moroccan Arabic and be fluent in French?

In the first segment and the last (of three, all set in Casablanca) it feels as if the Nourys may be influenced more by cinema than by their own experience, which is fine. We get a close look at several characters in each of the three parts. In the first segment and the last (of three, all set in Casablanca), with their gangsterish content, it feels as if the Nourys may be influenced more by cinema than by their own experience, which is fine. We get a close look at several characters in each of the three parts. The most fully realized people -- even if their stories are left hanging -- are the expatriate lady of the middle segment and a fifty-year-old man just released from prison who dominates the final segment.

As the film opens, Ney Rabie Katy), a young man whose pals all wear muscle shirts, long hair in a pigtail, and turned-around baseball caps, reports to a slick character with a big swimming pool and a bar-lined SUV and thereby turns to crime to support his blind mother (Latifah Ahrare) and a young sister, Maria (Samia Berrada), who's well behaved and bright in school. This opening sequence is the most irritating of the three, because none of the action is clear and the hand-held camera makes you seasick. Despite his being closest in age to the filmmakers, Ney seems the least realized of the main characters. His moments at home with his blind mother are hard to reconcile with the way he spends his time otherwise.

A feud Ney gets into with a gangster named Faisal (Farid Regragui) leads to his killing a father and putting the mother in a coma, and the little son Salim (Taha Ghrabi) and the mother are taken in by the American lady, Lisa (Aimee Meditz), who's grumpy and put-upon at first and then falls in love with the little boy and is devastated when he's taken away with the comatose mother by a Moroccan relative. This segment anchors the whole, because it's about the stuff of everyday life more than the crime stories that bookend it. It shows the cameraman can keep his hand steady when he wants to, and the woman is interesting, even if her emotional arc seems pushed and weepy. She seems a real person; it's a pity she's not a better actress. Smail (Hakim Noury, the directors' father), the quiet, self-contained, elegant released prisoner, is the film's most interesting figure. He's mysterious, but perhaps because of the filmmakers' connection with him, they make us feel close to him. He's been incarcerated for fifteen years and connects with his best friend -- who turns out to be the Amercan lady's estranged husband -- and his girlfriend before preparing a règlement de comptes with a pal who betrayed him. This doesn't quite feel like a conclusion so much as like a story that could have been more fully developed. Paulo Ares' cinematography has its moments, but the jiggling in the Ney scenes simply seems clumsy. The editors' inter-cutting of tiny slices of earlier and later moments into scenes is more distracting than illuminating. You have to learn to walk before you can dance. The Nourys and Ares seem to have been far too much in love with every shot, though given the ambitious schemework, it's hardly surprising the film is over-long (160 minutes). Apart these criticisms, there is a lot of interesting stuff here, and the plotting is pretty ingenious, with its regular structures and its recurrent focus on mothers and sons. And despite the obvious flaws, it's somewhat exhilarating to see an almost indigenous movie-making effort of such complexity coming out of Morocco. Probably this isn't destined to be anything but a festival film, but one hopes it will lead to more from this country and these young men. The film was produced by the directors' mother Pilar Cazorla.

Almost a masterpiece, and i'm not exaggerating.

This movie, reminiscent in some ways of traffic in matter of style and story lines crossing is in everything else original, truthful, sensitive, magic. Three characters have their lives changed, all part of the same story, but at the same time each living their lives independent from the others; a young man dreaming to get rich or die trying - whilst his mother tries to look over him -, a woman who feels like a failure to her mother and has to become a mother herself, and an old man who's missed most of his life in jail with his mother as his only support and who exits prison only to witness his mother dying.

The story is complex and well tied; the script and the dialog are truly excellent, reminding the viewer of Michael Mann in places, as for the image, it's captivating for sure; what's most, each story has an individual feeling to it, helped also by the truly masterful soundtrack; you could take any of the three stories and present it separately, but it's so much better when they're all together.

Thoroughly recommended!

I saw this movie in Danube Delta in Romania, where the "Anonimul" festival took place. The idea was very interesting and new, the way of shooting was very good, the sound was fantastic.

This movie took the "Anonimul" trophy and the best image prize. I think it should be for sure in cinemas so that more people to understand what "movie" really means.

I really don't understand why all the good movies can only be seen in movie festivals and we are assaulted with all the bullshits of the American industry in cinemas.

I really hope that some things will change and that everybody can live the happiness of seeing some real good movies in cinemas halls.

The story takes place in Casablanca, 2004. A fascinating city, that has nothing to do with the idea that some people have of it. Nowadays, Casablanca is a city full of passion, violence and energy. Its also a city where a lot of people live. In Heaven's Doors, everything's turns around the number 3. The movie is divided in 3 acts, like a play. Three stories, where there are 3 mothers, 3 sons, and 3 dead. The film reminded me a little bit of "CRASH". A lot of characters, who don't really have a lot of things in common, but who have the same destinies. Sometimes "they crash" into each others, without realizing that their future depends on the other characters' acts.

A great movie, poignant, and full of questions. Very different from all the other Moroccan movies that I've seen.