The film is set in Mexico in 1903, during the final decade of the brutal stability brought about by the Díaz dictatorship, and follows a sergeant, his subordinates and various associated characters, such as Melba, the sergeant's partner. It is perhaps tempting to view the characters and the dynamics of the film in terms of historical events, in which case the message sent is a rather pessimistic and fatalistic one. To escape or at least alleviate the misery of their lives, some of the characters turn to hedonism, taking what pleasures they can get; others seem to at least find some structure in their lives in blind obedience to authority. Others do undermine authority in small ways, but for their own personal motives and usually in a criminal fashion, motivated for instance by greed and resentment, or by stupidity and pride. There is no sense of any wider social movement or awareness, which is perhaps in itself, if we view it as a historical allegory, a devastating critique of the Revolution that overthrew Díaz a few years later. A significant scene in this sense is when there is some recruiting to fight against the Yaqui people, who had revolted, to which the regime had reacted by sponsoring a full-blown genocide. Not a single character questions it in any way, or even takes much of an interest apart from discussing the applicable wages, apart from one soldier who is incensed against the Yaqui.

The acting is excellent, the recreation of the time and place rings very true, but the greatest challenge, as well as the greatest reward in this film, lies in the language. It seems to have put considerable effort into re-creating the slang of the time and place (making the original dialogue a challenge even for native speakers) and the result rings very true. The dialogues are both full of errors that reflect the uneducated background of most of the characters (some of whom are unable to sign their names; at the time, about 3/4 of the Mexican population was illiterate), and use language in a very creative, ingenious way reminiscent of Shakespeare's English (particularly some of Iago's lines in 'Othello,' for example).

Felipe Cazals keeps defending his way to make movies. That's the thought that is left to you once you step out of the cinema. He writes a story settled in a Mexico in the turn from the 19th century to the 20th., developing some topics shown on "Su Alteza Serenísima" as a follow up. A group of characters tells anecdotal passages each other at the same time that they pass by other passages, in a sort of a Rulfo style, with echoes from the whole literature about the Mexican Revolution. The cast is well assembled and believable in their performance but Vanessa Bauche shines with her character, maybe one of the best actresses at the time in Mexican cinema. Damian Alcázar and Jorge Zárate do an excellent job and let's hope we can see more of Giovanna Zacarías and José María Yaspik, who accomplished a lovely duo even in that tiny scene with both of them. Good production values and the music is ideal. Some parts are dark humor reflexions but clever about universal themes seen from a Mexican point of view, and specifically, Cazals point of view: The religion, the sex, the power, the motherhood. If you want to enjoy this movie you have to get into its rhythm since the very begging, otherwise might result in a heavy piece of filmaking to see. But no one can take deny that is an interesting picture. Old fashion and new. Pay attention to the dialogs, the slang is also ancient. This has a Mexican flavor.

Period film gorgeously photographed with deeply etched characters and conflicts, set within a larger context of socio-political developments in pre-revolutionary Mexico, in 1903, the 19th year of the repressive regime of Porfirio Diaz, who had through colossal will and brutal force transformed the economy, built a national railroad system, and suppressed the civil chaos that had ruined Mexico for decades. Diaz accomplished these things at the terrible cost of slaughtering his opponents, making Mexico financially more dependent upon U.S. capital, and engendering even greater poverty in a land already suffering from gross imbalance in the distribution of wealth.

Vuelta (turn) refers here to visits to the local pulqueria to down a few pints of the peasants' drink, pulque, and trade stories. Vuelta also means 'revolution' (e.g., the revolutions of an electric fan); a pun may be intended here, a reference to the fact that conditions and events in this film foreshadow the Mexican Revolution that would begin 7 years later.

The principal story told here concerns three soldiers and two women, both prostitutes. We come to know each quite well, through good scripting, good acting and portrait-like camera-work that captures each character at close range throughout the movie. The pivotal character is Sargento Collazo (Damián Alcázar). He and his men come to a town where he will participate as godfather in the baptism of Melba's (Vanessa Bauche) infant. She is a fierce, self-possessed woman, one of the prostitutes, a long time friend and probable lover of Collazo's.

Collazo's two aides are the sneezy Cabo Aboytes (Jorge Zárate), a 'yes man' gofer for Collazo, and a new recruit, José Isabel (José Maria Yazpik), who is Aboytes' polar opposite. José is arrogant, insubordinate, and a braggart, boasting of his lover's prowess, enhanced by his liberal use of weed. The other prostitute is Brigida (Giovanna Zacarias). Where Melba is generous, Brigida is selfish; where Melba has some sense of higher purpose in life, Brigida seems content to live from moment to moment in an inebriated semi-stupor.

We experience other tavern tales as flashbacks, involving other colorful, often amusing characters. As in the stories of Garcia Marquez or Carlos Fuentes, the boundary between the living and the dead here is a porous one. A dead man from one of the tales welcomes José after his execution by firing squad, and later the pair return to the present to mix it up with the living.

The writer-director, Mr. Cazals, present for this screening, made helpful interpretive remarks, and I was also able to have a brief conversation with him one-on-one. Cazals makes demands upon his audiences. He expects the viewer to be equipped with an understanding of the historo-political context of the times, and the 'rules of the game' for civil and military conduct during the Porfiriana. He assumes that you already know that in Mexico in that time, having enough food to stave off starvation was far more important than advancing some political ideology.

The main story oozes with Brechtian allegorical riffs. The baptized infant's name is Doctrino, an allusion to the fact that in 1903 political awareness was barely nascent, just dawning among the peasantry, who knew only that their lives were miserable. Aboytes stands for the sort of underclass type that Porfirio Diaz would like: unthinking, loyal, reflexively obedient to the regime. José is something else: brimming with youthful insouciance, full of himself, this uppity fellow is as indifferent to the suffering around him as he is to authority. His very nature makes him subversive to everybody, an enemy of both the state and the peasantry. Small wonder that Collazo, a richly complex fellow who at once represents Diaz's insistence on law and order and, at the same time, compassion for the poor, finds a way to exterminate José.

Collazo and Melba are far richer, more convoluted characters than the others and perhaps embody Cazals's sense of the contradictory qualities that made up successful Mexican revolutionaries: toughness and compassion; willingness to ruthlessly attack opponents while tenderly safeguarding loved ones and compatriots; a bent toward generously supporting the poor and murderously plundering the privileged.

Melba, like Collazo, is capable of robbing and killing a bourgeois citizen. Melba's feelings toward Collazo are divided. Standing for the soul of the peasants, the interests of the motherland, she chooses this strong, proud man to be godfather to Doctrino. She resents his predatory overtures, his Porfirianistic demands for her sexual favors, yet she is quite willing to share her charms if he will simply ask in a civil manner, she says. She is appealing to the softer and more democratic side of this complicated man.

Brigida embodies the passivity of those peasants who respond to their misery not by attempting to change conditions but by escaping from their pain, numbing it with alcohol, drugs and other addictive habits. The most significant conundrum is José's unrepentant stance. Cazals sets up all the conditions one would expect for this man to find redemption for his hubris, even bringing José back from the grave for a clear shot at putting things right. No way, José.

I asked Mr. Cazals about this failure of redemption. "You see," he said, "nothing is important, not even redemption, when a man is starving. The only thing that matters then is food." I grasp his point, but this was not self evident watching the movie. Of course there may have been clues to this interpretation in the dialogue that I missed because I don't know Spanish.

This is a lyrical, visually grand, but highly challenging film. Variety's Eddie Cockrell calls the film "a well made but nearly impenetrable drama." Well, it's true that you do need to know your stuff about Mexican history, and few Americans qualify. I do read Mexican history. Mr. Cazals' last comment to me was that the story in this film is entirely relevant to conditions in Mexico today, where 40% of the population continue to live in severe poverty.