Película del año 1996, dirigida por Alan Parker, y cuyas principales estrellas son Maddona, Antonio Banderas y Jonathan Pryce. Es la adaptación a la pantalla grande del famosísimo musical del mismo nombre, compuesto por Andrew Lloyd Webber y Tim Rice.
La historia narra la visión controvertida de la vida de Eva Duarte de Perón, idealizada en la película, aunque para contrarrestar tanta mitificación los autores se apoyan el personaje de "El Ché", un representante del ciudadano anónimo argentino, siempre desencantado (y con razón) de sus dirigentes.
El musical rompió fronteras, logro que el filme no pareció conseguir, según mi recuerdo. Quizá por la elección de Maddona para el papel (elección muy criticada en Argentina), que desbancó a numerosas actrices, entre las cuales figuraba Michelle Pffeifer, que incluso había grabado ya algunos temas, los cuales se rumorea circulan por la red. Otro momento habrá para buscarlos.
Sinceramente, la crítica se equivocó con Maddona. Bordó el papel, supongo que gracias a una sabia dirección basada en la contención de la diva del pop. Sorprende ver, también, lo valiente y suelto que se muestra Banderas en un rol que fue, a mi juicio, un "All In"(usando un término de apuestas) que podía haberle costado su carrera. Pero triunfó, demostrando además su versatilidad.
Sinceramente, la crítica se equivocó con Maddona. Bordó el papel, supongo que gracias a una sabia dirección basada en la contención de la diva del pop. Sorprende ver, también, lo valiente y suelto que se muestra Banderas en un rol que fue, a mi juicio, un "All In"(usando un término de apuestas) que podía haberle costado su carrera. Pero triunfó, demostrando además su versatilidad.
Por último, no se debe olvidar a Jonathan Pryce, un actor camaleónico, capaz de interpretar el personaje que quiera y cuando quiera. No es un actor que haya tenido una gran repercusión mediática, pero está ahí, constante, firme y seguro, mientras otros brillan fuertemente durante dos días y luego desaparecen.
No quise ver el largometraje cuando se estrenó(efecto Maddona, que me tenía saturado), y no fue hasta muchos años después cuando le di la oportunidad. Y como de sabios es rectificar, y de tontos no hacerlo, sirva esta entrada como reconocimiento a una buenísima película de Alan Parker, que se llevó algunos "Globos de Oro"(mejor actriz en una comedia músical para Maddona y mejor canción: "You must love me") y un "Oscar" (mejor canción, de nuevo con "You must love me")
El tema "You must love me" fue compuesto exclusivamente para la película.
Otros enlaces:
Comentarios sobre el largometraje:
http://www.filmaffinity.com/es/film967886.html
http://www.alohacriticon.com/elcriticon/article3200.html
Enlaces de la Wikipedia a los "Globos de Oro" y al "Oscar", respectivamente:
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Globos_de_Oro
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Premio_%C3%93scar
Videos:
No quise ver el largometraje cuando se estrenó(efecto Maddona, que me tenía saturado), y no fue hasta muchos años después cuando le di la oportunidad. Y como de sabios es rectificar, y de tontos no hacerlo, sirva esta entrada como reconocimiento a una buenísima película de Alan Parker, que se llevó algunos "Globos de Oro"(mejor actriz en una comedia músical para Maddona y mejor canción: "You must love me") y un "Oscar" (mejor canción, de nuevo con "You must love me")
El tema "You must love me" fue compuesto exclusivamente para la película.
Otros enlaces:
Comentarios sobre el largometraje:
http://www.filmaffinity.com/es/film967886.html
http://www.alohacriticon.com/elcriticon/article3200.html
Enlaces de la Wikipedia a los "Globos de Oro" y al "Oscar", respectivamente:
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Globos_de_Oro
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Premio_%C3%93scar
Videos:
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Where do we go from here?
This isn't where we intended to be
We had it all, you believed in me
I believed in you
Certainties disappear
What do we do for our dream to survive?
How do we keep all our passions alive,
As we used to do?
Deep in my heart I'm concealing
Things that I'm longing to say
Scared to confess what I'm feeling
Frightened you'll slip away
You must love me
You must love me
Why are you at my side?
How can I be any use to you now?
Give me a chance and I'll let you see how
Nothing has changed
Deep in my heart I'm concealing
Things that I'm longing to say
Scared to confess what I'm feeling
Frightened you'll slip away
You must love me
You must love me
You must love me
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It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that
I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the
sun
So I chose freedom
Running around, trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I
desired
They are illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me
Don't cry for me Argentina
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Have I said too much ?
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is look at me
To know that ev'ry word is true
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Oh what a circus! Oh what a show!
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit! That's how to go!
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments--she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all going to see how she did nothing for years!
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
(Save, queen
Mother of misericordy,
Life, sweetness and hope of us
Save, save, queen,
To you ve claim
Exilated sons of Eve
To you we yearn, crying and screaming
Oh, life, oh hope
Oh eternally virgin Mary.)
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted
Not much to ask for
But in the end you could not deliver
Sing you fools! But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive
Since 17 October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of government we had a stage
Instead of ideas a prima donna's rage
Instead of help we were given a crowd
She didn't say much but she said it loud
And who am I who dares to keep
His head held high while millions weep?
Why the exception to the rule?
Opportunist? Traitor? Fool?
Or just a man who grew and saw
From seventeen to twenty-four
His country bled, crucified?
She's not the only one who's died!
Sing you fools? But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina Peron
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
Don't cry for me Argentina
For I am ordinary, unimportant
And undeserving of such attention
Unless we all are, I think we all are
So share my glory, so share my coffin
So share my glory, so share my coffin
CHE
It's our funeral too
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit! That's how to go!
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?
She had her moments--she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all going to see how she did nothing for years!
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
(Save, queen
Mother of misericordy,
Life, sweetness and hope of us
Save, save, queen,
To you ve claim
Exilated sons of Eve
To you we yearn, crying and screaming
Oh, life, oh hope
Oh eternally virgin Mary.)
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted
Not much to ask for
But in the end you could not deliver
Sing you fools! But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
Show business kept us all alive
Since 17 October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of government we had a stage
Instead of ideas a prima donna's rage
Instead of help we were given a crowd
She didn't say much but she said it loud
And who am I who dares to keep
His head held high while millions weep?
Why the exception to the rule?
Opportunist? Traitor? Fool?
Or just a man who grew and saw
From seventeen to twenty-four
His country bled, crucified?
She's not the only one who's died!
Sing you fools? But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
She's not coming back to you
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina Peron
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia
Don't cry for me Argentina
For I am ordinary, unimportant
And undeserving of such attention
Unless we all are, I think we all are
So share my glory, so share my coffin
So share my glory, so share my coffin
CHE
It's our funeral too
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[Che:]
High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautiful thing, of all the talents
A cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girl
Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting
High flying, adored
Did you believe in your wildest moments
All this would be yours
That you'd become the lady of them all?
Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawled in at night
From the bars, from the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical
Don't look down, it's a long, long way to fall
High flying, adored
What happens now, where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the world
The view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you, noone fulfill you
High flying, adored
I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous so easily, so soon
It's not the wisest thing to be
You won't care if they love you
It's been done before
You'll despair if they hate you
You'll be drained of all energy
All the young who've made it would agree
[Eva:]
High flying, adored
That's good to hear but unimportant
My story's quite usual
Local girl makes good, weds famous man
I was stuck in the right place at the perfect time
Filled a gap, I was lucky
But one thing I'll say for me
Noone else can fill it like I can
High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautiful thing, of all the talents
A cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girl
Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting
High flying, adored
Did you believe in your wildest moments
All this would be yours
That you'd become the lady of them all?
Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawled in at night
From the bars, from the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical
Don't look down, it's a long, long way to fall
High flying, adored
What happens now, where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the world
The view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you, noone fulfill you
High flying, adored
I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous so easily, so soon
It's not the wisest thing to be
You won't care if they love you
It's been done before
You'll despair if they hate you
You'll be drained of all energy
All the young who've made it would agree
[Eva:]
High flying, adored
That's good to hear but unimportant
My story's quite usual
Local girl makes good, weds famous man
I was stuck in the right place at the perfect time
Filled a gap, I was lucky
But one thing I'll say for me
Noone else can fill it like I can
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[Che:]
Goodnight and thank you Huevo
She is in every magazine
Been photographed, seen, she is known
We don't like to rush, but your case has been packed
If she's missed anything, you could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone
[Eva:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It's best that we both stop fooling ourselves
[Che:]
Which means ...
[Che and Eva:]
There is noone, noone at all
Never has been, and never will be a lover, male or female
Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them, you're the same
[Che:]
Goodnight and thank you Emilio
You've completed your task
What more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on the way out the door
And that will be all, if she needs you she'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehow
[Eva:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot, we were hot
I know you'll look back on the good times we've shared
[Che:]
Which means ...
[Che and Eva:]
There is noone, noone at all
Never has been, and never will be a lover, male or female
Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them, you're the same
[Eva:]
There is no soap, no soap like Zaz
No detergent, lotion, or oil with such power in the shower
It's the mother and father of luxury lather
The talk of the bath, the great ointment
One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic
You're scented, you'll be sent
[Che:]
Goodnight and thank you Senor Jabon
We are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way
So do up your trousers and go
[Eva:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to survive
[Che:]
Which means ...
[Lovers:]
This is a club I should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules
[Eva:]
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well but every girl knows
[Che:]
She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies
[Lovers:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
Goodnight and thank you Huevo
She is in every magazine
Been photographed, seen, she is known
We don't like to rush, but your case has been packed
If she's missed anything, you could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone
[Eva:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It's best that we both stop fooling ourselves
[Che:]
Which means ...
[Che and Eva:]
There is noone, noone at all
Never has been, and never will be a lover, male or female
Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them, you're the same
[Che:]
Goodnight and thank you Emilio
You've completed your task
What more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on the way out the door
And that will be all, if she needs you she'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehow
[Eva:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot, we were hot
I know you'll look back on the good times we've shared
[Che:]
Which means ...
[Che and Eva:]
There is noone, noone at all
Never has been, and never will be a lover, male or female
Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them, you're the same
[Eva:]
There is no soap, no soap like Zaz
No detergent, lotion, or oil with such power in the shower
It's the mother and father of luxury lather
The talk of the bath, the great ointment
One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic
You're scented, you'll be sent
[Che:]
Goodnight and thank you Senor Jabon
We are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way
So do up your trousers and go
[Eva:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to survive
[Che:]
Which means ...
[Lovers:]
This is a club I should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules
[Eva:]
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well but every girl knows
[Che:]
She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies
[Lovers:]
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
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Now Eva Peron had every disadvantage
You need if you're gonna succeed
No money, no cash
No father, no bright lights
There was nowhere she'd been
At the age of fifteen
As this tango singer found out
Agustin Magaldi
Who has the distinction of being the first
Man to be of use to Eva Duarte
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermore
In the glow of those twinkling lights
We shall love through eternity
On this night in a million nights
Fly away with me
I never dreamed that a kiss could be as sweet as this
But now I know that it can
I used to wander alone without a love of my own
I was a desperate man
But all my grief disappeared and all the sorrow I'd feared
Wasn't there anymore
On that magical day when you first came my way
Mi amor
On this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermore
You need if you're gonna succeed
No money, no cash
No father, no bright lights
There was nowhere she'd been
At the age of fifteen
As this tango singer found out
Agustin Magaldi
Who has the distinction of being the first
Man to be of use to Eva Duarte
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermore
In the glow of those twinkling lights
We shall love through eternity
On this night in a million nights
Fly away with me
I never dreamed that a kiss could be as sweet as this
But now I know that it can
I used to wander alone without a love of my own
I was a desperate man
But all my grief disappeared and all the sorrow I'd feared
Wasn't there anymore
On that magical day when you first came my way
Mi amor
On this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermore
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