There have been myriad films about whistle blowers since the success of "Serpico" -- and before (eg., "On the Waterfront"). Some, like those mentioned, are quite well done. Others are Hollywoodized to the point of staged but fake reality and one hundred percent predictability. I won't mention any. Well, I will -- "The Insider" -- done strictly by the buck, I mean the book.

Here's a film from Argentina about a pilot (Enrique Pineyro), a guy nobody in the major film audience ever heard of, with a handsomeness quotient the equal of a soft-boiled egg, who quietly complains to his friends, his colleagues, and his bosses about the slack way regulations are enforced by his airline company, LAPA. Whatsmore, the real Enrique Pineyro is played by the real Enrique Pineyro. His reports about equipment failure and corner cutting do nothing but get him into trouble.

There is a government investigation ongoing, but the investigation isn't getting any help from LAPA executives, who want to expand the company, or from LAPA's pilots who are afraid of losing their jobs and guarded about the possibility of failure being attributed to "pilot error," something which no professional pilot wants to admit, or even talk about. Somebody fills the investigator's car with gum balls. And when that doesn't discourage him, a few bullets are sent his way through the window of his home.

Pineyro wants nothing more than to fly -- and for him and his co-workers to be able to do it in safety. He writes a letter about his working conditions and sends it to -- get this -- the New York Times, who publish it in a front-page article. This leads to the resignation of the chief executives and their replacement by a bunch of clones who continue the same corrupt practices. Pilots are supposed to take regular vacations because a tired pilot is a threat to safety, but LAPA isn't giving them the time off that the law requires. In one case, the company owes a pilot SIX YEARS worth of vacations.

In extremis, Pineyro resigns from LAPA and takes all the information he has to the government investigator, who then accesses all the company's files and reports, but not before a fatal accident occurs, due to lack of oversight.

We don't get to see the accident. We don't get to see ANY accidents. Hardly anyone shouts at anyone else. Pineyro, aside from the ordinariness of his appearance, is perfectly ordinary. I swear that non-Hollywood productions have this eerie capacity for picking non-magnetic people for lead roles who have a talent for demonstrating just how good they are at playing their roles. Has anyone taken a close look at Daniel Auteuil's face lately? Or Jean Gabin's? It's not a zapped-up whistle-blower movie. The score is so sparse as to be hardly noticeable. (Excellent use is made of a piano piece I once picked up on my car radio. I figured it was by Mozart and I recognized the form as variations on a theme, but I couldn't make out the theme because it was so disguised. I couldn't wait for its restatement at the end, imagining it would be elegant and sophisticated. It turned out to be "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.") There are quite a few shots of the pilot and copilot at the controls of the big Boeing they fly, and they're great, with the comfortably lighted control panel in the foreground and the magnificent city lights beyond the windshield. There is no mock up of the flight deck. All the shots are done during flight. As far as I could tell, none of the other scenes were shot in a studio either.

You really don't want to watch this if you have anything against subtitles, even though the flight language is English -- "gear up," "seat belts on," and so forth. And you don't want to watch it if you're easily bored if nobody thrusts his hand down a victim's throat and yanks out his bleeding pyloric sphincter. If you want heroism, high drama, car chases, and fast editing, this isn't your cup of yerba mate. But if you want a glimpse into how the real world of the bureaucracy works, you might learn from this one.

I had the pleasure of seeing this film at the Bahamas Film Festival and was truly amazed by this film. It is an autobiographical retelling of Enrique Pineyro's (Director/Writer/Lead Actor) real-life experience as a whistle blower against the corrupt corporate and government practices regarding airline safety and regulation in Argentina. It is a brave and extraordinarily powerful story. Pineyro beautifully depicts his love for flying. As a pilot, Pineyro faced unbelievable pressure to perform under duress with poorly functioning planes and an administration more concerned with the bottom line, then the safety of its human cargo. Both lyrical and troubling the film weaves in and out of Pineyro's experience which culminates in the sad aftermath of the famous LAPA plane crash of '99 in Buenos Aires, which Pineyro himself predicted, resulting in the deaths of 37 people. Pineyro's story is fascinating. The cinematography and score is simply captivating, and the performances by all are top notch. His ability as a director and an actor is incredible. I beseech you all to see this film. Bravo Enrique.