This thing crawls over a torturous 140-minute running length, with teenage love given a dire gravitas which verges on the absurd.
Broken Sky (2006)
Runtime: 2 hrs 20 mins
Synopsis: This mostly silent, gay-themed Mexican movie is an artful look at relationships and sex between men, and is filmed in the breathtaking surroundings of the National Autonomous University in Mexico City. This mostly silent, gay-themed Mexican movie is an artful look at relationships and sex between men, and is filmed in the breathtaking surroundings of the National Autonomous University in Mexico City. [More]
Genre: Dramas
DVD Info
Release:
Apr 1, 2008
DVD Features:
Additional Release Material:
- Trailers
Text/Photo Gallery:
- Theatrical Poster Gallery
- Promo Reel
Reviews
It's hard to know what fetishes/obsessions/issues are at work here, but they do yield interesting moviemaking.
After such a triumph with A Thousand Clouds of Peace (Mil Nubes de Paz Cercan el Cielo) the second installment in Julián Hernández's apparent "Cielo" series is a sluggish disappointment.
I have jokingly described BROKEN SKY (EL CIELO DIVIDIDO) as the gay, Mexican version of THE BREAK-UP, although to be fair, this film at least has more sympathetic characters. ... But, at 140 minutes, [it] goes on far too long.
[Director] Hernández's approach makes all the difference, trusting the camera to reveal the ebb and flow of emotions that sweep over all three men.
An endurance test notable mainly for its evocative cinematography and the well-toned bodies of its young male leads.
Hernandez's exquisite romance works on an emotional, as well as intellectual, level.
I could have gone out for dinner, come back and missed little of importance.
I suspect the film's frank, at times glorious rendering of queer sexuality will inspire more than a few closeted youths to brave life out in the open.
Boy meets boy like youve never seen in Julián Hernándezs sex-drenched, extravagantly minimalist epic.
Without dialogue, we don't know who the characters are, so we can't care about what they do.
Love-making in Hernández' film is not a physical act but an emotional state expressed through physical action. Certainly not multiplex fare, but definitely one of the year's best films.
The pic's torturously slow pace turns an earnest effort into a tedious aesthetic exercise.


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