Out in the jungle, no one can hear you dragging a body around. Mind you, nobody notices much what you do in the city, either.
Colombian director Andres Ramirez Pulido’s debut feature, La Jauria, screening in Critics’ Week at Cannes, opens with a grab-bag of images familiar from current Latin American cinema — a couple of teenage boys in neon-lit urban darkness, some elaborate sniffing and nose-wiping, a bike that shouts “stolen” as they careen down a highway — but soon detours into stranger and much more remote territory.
One thing you can be sure of: wherever they are, these boys are going to be in trouble.Where they are, once that opening sequence has set a scene that will immediately be ripped from beneath our feet, is mysterious.
Eliu (Jhojan Estiven Jiminez) previously seen under a streetlight with a bottle in his hand, is one of a gang working around a decrepit hacienda, emptying a stagnant swimming pool of weeds under the sun before going into a clearing to do peculiar exercises led by Alvaro, (Miguel Viera), shriveled but tough, who tells them to breathe, close their eyes and let negative energy return to the earth.
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