A streetcar named Babilonia

Orfeu negro

(1959)

Ah, love, music, and death: what else is there? Of course: love and music after death. This film is a Grecian urn, speaking to us of beauty and truth, all we know on earth, and all we need to know.

I introduced this as an annual two years ago, then failed to get a chance to watch it last Carnaval time. But I mustn't look back.