An incredible true story about Brazil's vanishing native Indians is the basis for Andrea Tonacci's long, often fascinating tale. Brings the viewer up close to an Indian who survived the massacre of his tribe and spent the next 10 years wandering alone through Brazil's rain forests. Pic's extended running time and leisurely pace are bound to limit commercial interest.
An incredible true story about Brazil’s vanishing native Indians is the basis for Andrea Tonacci’s long, unhurried, often fascinating tale, half-way between fiction and lyrical documentary. With the same respectful curiosity shown by Rolf de Heer’s “Ten Canoes” for Australia’s Aboriginals, “The Hills of Disorder” brings the viewer up close to Carapiru, an Indian who survived the massacre of his tribe and spent the next 10 years wandering alone through Brazil’s rain forests. A rich medley of film languages recreates a gripping story with the real protags that packs a strong moral wallop, though pic’s extended running time and leisurely pace are bound to limit commercial interest.
Alternating between color and black-and-white, opening sequences describe a prehistoric Eden where humans, animals and nature are one. The killing spree that fells Carapiru’s family leads into a stunning montage of raped forests and other murders. After he wanders for a long time, Carapiru is adopted by some friendly country people, then forcibly flown by the authorities to a sad sort of reservation in the wilderness. Ending reserves several well-timed surprises. Working through the extremely graceful camerawork of Aloysio Raulino, Tonacci (“Bang Bang”) raises a strong voice against the artificiality of our society.