Directed by Pablo Larrain
HOME, 27 April 2017
Pablo Neruda, yes the poet, is in hiding, on the run.
And a policeman, who may be a creation of his poetic imagination, is on his trail.
Two aspects make up the film: flight, pursuit, and all the associated intrigue; and the poet and his work, the power of poetry to eat away at everything, even Neruda’s pursuer. Gradually, this poetic facility creates a symbolism that undermines the suspense and you are left with a meandering affair.
One wonderful scene, mind, stands out. It is the one where a transgendered singer bares his soul during a police interrogation. Otherwise, there is too much poete maudit cliche.