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"The Visitor " Thomas McCarthy

There are times where you pass the desire to go to the movies, like when you find yourself in a room next to some idiot who does nothing but talk and laugh throughout the film, as has happened to me with "As God commands."

Other times, you thank yourself you did. As if in a small room (as big as my living room, in spite of the wide screen) you sit down in the chair and you enjoy a little gem like this "The Visitor." A small film, such as budget, as well as distribution and I puara collections, but big in history, the feelings, the delicacy and rhythm (in all senses).

I love movies inventors on a meeting and a report that comes and ends in a short time but that leaves the protagonist something important. Not that those stories are "forever" without love or friendships that last forever. But two (or more) people that cross at some point in their life and then you lose after having exchanged a bit 'of their lives. "Once" was a film of them. A story of friendship (or perhaps love) is born and then ends, peacefully, but that marks an important moment in the existence of the two protagonists. A memory to keep, to guard a lesson.

In "The Visitor" happens just that. Two people, very different from one another by accident that they meet and their lives change. Walter is unhappy in his life, his work, his lack of emotion. The meeting with the musician Tarek will change it, even after the two were separated forever. But "The Visitor" is also and above all a film "social", an original multi-ethnic history and polite, respect and coexistence, on the laws of our sick society who trample on people's lives. Laws written by the same fear, the fear of difference. Walter enters through music in the lives of these people and thank them change their point of view of the world, change himself, to the rhythm of Jumbo. As the scene of the park, perfectly orchestrated at the script, which brings together in one rhythm, beat under one different realities, linked together by desire to play, to be ... together. But the same people who sit at the tables of local jazz to listen Tarek play are the same who do not want the street, who are afraid of him, on the subway, because different, because there is also fear of a drum in a closed custody.

McCarthy makes a slight story, but exciting at the same time, balanced and well written, where the direction is gentle, without taking the "air", at the service of the script and the acting of the actors.