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SPOILER-FREE REVIEW
Alfonso Cuarón’s Roma tells the story of a middle-class family and their housekeeper Cleo (Yalitza Aparicio) living in 1970s Mexico City. Many of Cuarón’s previous films have achieved critical and commercial success, from atmospheric thrillers like Children of Men and Gravity to the classic and insightful Y Tu Mamá También and even Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (generally one of the better, more stylistically and thematically significant in the series). With Roma, Cuarón surpasses himself; the film is the work of a master at the top of his craft.
Like any worthy poetry,
Roma lives and breathes. From the
specific settings and circumstances that form the movie’s foreground—a dusty
and violent 70s Mexico City—the movie confronts a broad collection of (sometimes
contradictory) ideas about life and loss. Cleo, the protagonist of the movie,
has a meek existence as the housekeeper for a fractured family. She balances
her job with a romantic relationship just as fractured, and those two
relationships serve as sources of love, heartbreak, and violence.
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Some of the pieces
deserve specific mention. Aparicio has never acted before, but her performance
anchors the movie’s emotional core; it has already garnered major awards
attention. The movie’s directing and cinematography (also by Cuarón), is
sublime. Each composition is precise, dazzling, and even in black and white, absolutely
gorgeous.
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Roma
is rated R for graphic nudity, some disturbing images, and language.
TRAILER



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