I just saw ¿Cómo ves? again.
This time around, twenty three years later, I feel differently. Then Mexico could've gone in other direction, now the movie is prophetic. The scene with kids staring at the microphone and not knowing what to say is poignant.
Today the streets of any mid size Mexican city is full of graffiti. They still don't know what to say. Ugly stunted towns. Cultural desserts all over the place, rivers dying, politicians lying.
After one hundred years of revolution and two of independence, there is not much to show on the future of those children vacantly looking at a world there is no way they will understand high on glue.
Sad.
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