A lejandro Gonzalez Inarritu is not a man afraid of tackling the big issues. Biutiful, his most recent effort, deals with nothing less than the painful joy of life, in all its passion and senselessness. Inarritu, who made Babel (2006) and 21 Grams (2003), is no stranger to this difficult territory, and his films can often seem portentous and over-laden with a sense of divine mystery.
Biutiful, which is by no means a simple or a light film, is at least relatively straightforward in its narrative structure, telling a story of the last days of a petty criminal, Uxbal (Javier Bardem), who juggles the demands of paying off the cops, human trafficking for the mob, a bipolar wife who is having an affair with his boss and two kids. He’s also terminally ill with cancer. Uxbal is not able to get very much right in his life, and even as he tries to put things in order in his final days, he manages to screw up spectacularly.
The title of the film derives from a misspelling Uxbal gives to his daughter to help with her homework. It is a touching moment of family harmony, and the mistake is, in usual Inarritu fashion, endowed with significance. It is almost as though a voice, enunciating in Biblical tones, announces “such is the divinity of life, that even its multitude of horrors and imperfections cannot sully it.”
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Biutiful could easily collapse under the weight of its own sense of religious mystery, but it is saved almost single-handedly by Bardem, whose performance has such a sense of gravity that he prevents the film from slipping into a torrid mass of cheap sentimentality.
In Biutiful, Inarritu embarks on a description of the seamy underbelly of Barcelona. It is an ugly world and Uxbal has been born and bred in it. He might be a minor figure in the criminal culture that pervades every aspect of his life, but he is capable of imposing a sense of threat or protection over those people — Chinese sweatshop workers and African sellers of pirated wares — who are his nominal charges. He even tries to make their lives a little more bearable, though his instinct to look out for number one gets in the way of his best intentions.
Uxbal is involved with two Chinese sweatshop owners and an African couple whose stories are deftly sketched into the margins of the criminal’s grander tragedy.
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Inarritu draws a wonderfully variegated picture of this hideous world, and there are some exceptional performances by Maricel Alvarez as Uxbal’s wife and Diaryatou Daff as Ige, a woman who loses her husband to the immigration authorities after a misdirected payoff for which Uxbal is ultimately responsible.
As Uxbal tries to tidy up the tangled ends of his life, the setting shifts through dank interior spaces where scenes of exploitation, friendship, rivalry, lust, love and consolation are enacted. It is like one of those medieval morality tales that portray the sins and weaknesses of people who live their lives in the expectation of redemption. In fact, the film reads very much like an extended meditation on the workings of the Catholic doctrine of grace. This is never specifically stated, but Uxbal does find some redemption. The deity works in mysterious ways, and Inarritu seems to think this is sufficient to hold this story together.
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