#297 – Biutiful


Oh my, if you like the sight of people pissing blood, then Biutiful is going to be your thing. Aside from this, Iñárritu’s essay on fatherhood and death is savagely poetic, aesthetically and emotionally, conjuring up in the viewer all manner of morally ambiguous dilemmas about Bardem’s superbly played protagonist Uxbal.  Don’t be fooled by my flippancy in talking about broken kidneys, this is cinema.