It's summer, I'm not working/earning any money, and my muse is being petty. I'm writing flash fiction short stories of less than 1000 words, just to keep my mind active until the characters stop being in a snit and begin telling me about their lives again. They'll probably wait until after we return from vacation, then begin to speak to me as the school year is starting and I get busy again. Just like last year!
In the meantime, we've been going to some summer movies, and renting others for pizza night. Last week I took a chance on renting a movie I'd never heard of, and I'm so glad that I did! The movie is called Pulling Strings, and the DVD jacket shows a couple of Mariachi musicians, one of whom is totally hot in that Hispanic, dark-eyed, scruffy-faced way that makes me weak in the knees! There's also a thin, blonde woman who looks to be from USA. (Mexicans pronounce it "oosa".)
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This is a rom-com set in Mexico City, where the heroine is assigned to work in a USA-government position, approving VISA applications. Rachel denies the one given to her by Alejandro, a widowed father of a 9-year-old daughter. He wants to send her to live with her mother's parents in Arizona, because he thinks she needs a woman's influence at her age, and he's afraid that his income is too sporadic and sparse to support her in the style he thinks she deserves-- plot point: he's borrowed money from a loan-shark to get her into the local Catholic school where she's always getting written up for misbehaving, usually because the other girls make fun of her because her father is a Mariachi.
Rachel gets a promotion to head to London next, and we find out that her father was an absentee parent, because he worked with her boss, Tom Arnold, and traveled all over the planet, only rarely even sending his only child postcards. Her best friend drags her out to dinner, which turns out to be a going-away party for her, and after insisting she'd only do 1 shot of tequila, we lose count of them as we watch her party down with her co-workers. Guess whose Mariachi band is providing the entertainment? Yup. And she never even notices him. When he's leaving, he finds her passed out on the bench at the bus stop, and he's too compassionate to leave her there. He can't get her to wake up, so he takes her home to sleep it off on his couch. His daughter wakes her up in the morning, and the plot jumps into high gear.
Rachel's mother is played by Stockard Channing, the only other familiar face in the movie. She lost her husband to the same job that she fears she's losing her daughter to, so she keeps trying to get her to move back home. There's a computer that supposedly gets "lost", and hi-jinks ensue. Alejandro is much-beloved by many people, but still misses his wife, and fears he's an inadequate father. He doesn't see himself as everyone else does...and how Rachel eventually comes to see him. There are a few songs that made me cry, since as he sings they bear his soul raw.
When the locals are speaking to each other, the movie is in Spanish with English sub-titles, but I prefer that to expecting everyone in the world to speak English. Rachel doesn't speak much Spanish, but she's grown to love Mexico City and its people. Is there a happy ending? It wouldn't be a romance without one. But along the way you'll laugh, shed a tear, and enjoy yourself immensely.
Note: Alejandro is the name of the hero in my first published book, Never Too Old For The Game Of Love, so I'm partial to heroes with that name.
I'm putting up some other reviews on my blog:www.fionamcgier.com. Come on over and see what I thought was the best new movie of the summer!