Review: The Magic Gloves

The tenor of The Magic Gloves reveals a certain kinship to the deadpan cinema of Aki Kaurismäki and Jim Jarmusch.

The Magic Gloves
Photo: Cinema Tropical

The title of Martín Rejtman’s new film misleadingly hints at a sentimental fable. In reality, the tenor of The Magic Gloves reveals a certain kinship to the deadpan cinema of Aki Kaurismäki and Jim Jarmusch. Here, everyone says what’s on their mind or they don’t say anything at all. Either way, not a single one of them will inspire your sympathy. Tempting as it is to rally behind a film that strays from the familiar terrain being excavated by more populist Argentinean directors, this doodle of intersecting lives is an oddly inert thing with little emotion holding it together, its story foregrounded against a very unspecific Buenos Aires.

The narrative, such as it is, begins with Alejandro (Gabriel Fernández Capello), a taxi driver, who picks up an amateur musician, Sergio (Fabián Arenillas), who claims to have known him when they were younger. After breaking up with his girlfriend (Cecilia Biagini), Alejandro is invited by Sergio and his wife (Susana Pampín) to stay at the apartment of Sergio’s brother, Luis (Diego Olivera), a porn star currently plying his trade in Canada. Meanwhile, Cecelia falls for a dreamy dog-walker, Daniel (Leonardo Azamor), who’s also hooked on antidepressants, while Alejandro starts dating Cecelia’s friend (Valeria Bertuccelli), a pretty flight attendent.

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The Magic Gloves occurs as a series of wry sketches that accommodate, at different points, a travelling troupe of porn actors, a small community of dogs, and Sergio’s very loud stereo system, which causes everyone to think that they’re hearing things. The film’s amusing running gags notwithstanding, Rejtman makes the mistake of adopting the depressed, disinterested feelings of his characters. Which is to say, he confuses apathy for poetry.

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 Cast: Gabriel Fernández Capello, Valeria Bertuccelli, Fabián Arenillas, Susana Pampin, Cecilia Biagini, Diego Olivera, Leonardo Azamor  Director: Martín Rejtman  Screenwriter: Martín Rejtman  Distributor: Cinema Tropical  Running Time: 85 min  Rating: NR  Year: 2003

Ed Gonzalez

Ed Gonzalez is the co-founder of Slant Magazine. A member of the New York Film Critics Circle, his writing has appeared in The Village Voice, The Los Angeles Times, and other publications.

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