Vertical Love

The title refers to a project of an architecture design student, in which minarets of glass-walled elevators lift couples involved in sexual intercourse lighted by seaside sunset whom reach orgasm when the elevator reaches the top. The film is a comedy of a couple in Havana. It is mostly a series of sketches of caricatures, too many caricatures. The bureaucrats, the siamese twins, the police comissair, the mother that calls by telephone. Found the story weak and the visual imagery unsupporting. Why clutter the story with all these sketches? Light comedy is the best definition, as of amateur authorship. Considering that precious hard currency resources were most likely spent for this production instead of some more potentially interesting alternatives without needless clutter, I would rate this production as a disaster. In the movie, one of the characters portrays a bureaucrat in charge of approving and denying funding for artists and projects. And one such bureaucrat probably funded this motion picture. That bureaucrat could have made a better choice.

An uneven mixture of black comedy and drama. It isn't that the mixtures is shocking or jarring, it isn't shocking enough. There are quite a few morbid situations sprinkled throughout (e.g. bratty Siamese twins who want to become separated). The film for the most part is driven by an uninteresting "steamy" love story. The couple simply does not sizzle when they are together.