Mario, 55, works in a morgue typing autopsy reports. In the midst of the 1973 Chilean coup, he fantasizes about his neighbor Nancy, a cabaret dancer, who mysteriously disappears. Mario begins a frantic search.
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I dug Tony Manero, and I liked this even more! The double bill does a great job of showing a director develop, adding shade and meaning to how he users a specific character study to reflect on the culture that allows a dictatorship to take over. And anyone who watches them should follow it up with his 2013 film No, which is even better in context—one of the best films of the decade, by my count.
Lunatic but nevertheless factual and veridic. Pinochet dictatorship explored through the point of view of a well-made character who's the beginning and the end of Larrain's movie. The power of dead beneath governmental control and its social implications.
Majestic. The sense of dread, the pre-apocalyptic vibe, the atrocity exhibition of bodies and faces, the banality of evil... "Post Mortem" is quintessentially, a horror movie - think Marco Bechis' "Garage Olympo". The 8-minute closing shot is breathtaking.
The framing and composition in this film are astoundingly beautiful. The space off the screen is cleverly used; important, even though we cannot see what goes on. The film conveys the events of the 1973 military coup with historical accuracy and grizzly precision while at the same time documenting the effect on the main characters who wander around aimlessly,detached from their surroundings,in a sort of moral haze.
Las pilas de gente por los pasillos de la morgue sabiendo que su destino final será una fosa común y el registro anónimo en una hoja burocrática te dan una idea del impacto que este régimen de terror tuvo en la vida de los chilenos. La escena final y la autopsia del presidente Allende son magistrales.
Telling analysis of the petit bourgeoisie, piling up furniture to entomb its fantasies of conquest and rescue. Post mortem, indeed. And NOT a comedy by any stretch of the imagination, except maybe the scene of him joining in when she was crying.