‘Kings of Nowhere’ (‘Los Reyes del Pueblo que no Existe’): Film Review

Meet a handful of residents left in a drowned Mexican village.

A spook city with a few mortals left erratic a slimy streets, a Mexican encampment called San Marcos creates a infrequently scary theme for Betzabe Garcia’s entrance underline doc Kings of Nowhere. Watching a infrequently pointless-seeming work of those residents who didn’t pierce off when a circuitously dam flooded their hometown, a filmmakers prioritize mood and prodigy over boring details, producing a mural of post-flood life that is (sorry) too dry for mass consumption. Still, it should find honour during niche fests.

Only in shutting titles do we learn that a Picachos dam, built in 2009 in a Sinaloa mountains, brought a race of this city from 300 families down to three. We see a sharp-witted 1999 fiesta on home video during those credits, a sheer contrariety to what precedes it — 80 mins in that 4 people on shade together constitutes a genuine crowd.

In this much-changed place, immature group commander tiny motorboats past church steeples poking from a water; many structures that sojourn on dry land are ruins. In long, speechless takes, we see a male clout divided during a leaflet overtaking a drier tools of town; see a longhorn whose pasture has turn an island; watch a dickey nip around in an alfresco tortilleria.

Locals seem beholden for a possibility to speak with a filmmakers: one boatman regales them with stories about aged neighbors, like a crazy male who gave himself gangrene and died; a immature family explains because they continue to tend to a drift of a church whose congregants are prolonged gone. The many jovial interviewees are an aged integrate who happily brawl a sum of their decades-ago wedding, afterwards solemn adult to speak about a hazard of assault San Marcos faces from outsiders.

That threat, alluded to several times, is never explained, only as a sum of a flooding sojourn something of a mystery. They’re contribution of life in this small hamlet, that one is tempted to call frozen-in-time though which, some-more likely, has few years left to exist.

Production company: Venado Films

Director: Betzabe Garcia

Producers: Hugo Espinosa, Betzabe Garcia

Director of photography: Diego Tenorio

Editor: Gabriel Herrera

Venue: Documentary Firtnight, a Museum of Modern Art

In Spanish

83 minutes

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