A slightly interesting but mostly tiring cryout on Brazil and its critical state of things as usually viewed by most people (I'm afraid), which works
as an opposite of its title that comes from the enthusiastic 1940's song composed by Ary Barroso and famous around the world where the things of glory are exalted. Director Brito has an artist
performing some small dance movements in front of a fort located on Northeast of Brazil as two voice-overs (one in Portuguese, other in French) paints a downer
portrait of the nation, sometimes with many valid and real perspectives, other times it's just a pretentious gathering of elements put together. Many artists
already made similar exposés and succeed with it since there was something poignant to share and used of gripping elements to compose such, specially those who
make fictional works. This one was just excessively long, boring, and didn't got my complete interest. 5/10.
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