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The 1959 film's style is dated, but it is visually glorious and tells a fascinating story
di Kenneth Turan The Los Angeles Times
"Araya" has been hidden in plain sight for decades, which is especially ironic for a film whose glories are so visual. A critical sensation in Europe when it was released half a century ago, this insistently poetic quasi-documentary has until now not had the kind of proper American release that could put it on the map for domestic filmgoers.
In fact, it's been exactly 50 years since this Venezuelan film, directed by Margot Benacerraf, premiered at Cannes and ended up sharing the prestigious FIPRESCI, or International Critics Prize, with Alain Resnais' "Hiroshima, Mon Amour. [...]
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