Recordações da Casa Amarela; black comedy / art-film, Portugal, 1989, D: João César Monteiro, S: João César Monteiro, Manuela de Freitas, Teresa Calado, Ruy Furtado
Lisbon. Joao de Deus, a man in his 50s, complains to his landlord Violeta that he has bedbugs, but cannot find any evidence of it. Joao feels weak and has sore testicles, so a doctor prescribes him a treatment. Joao is fascinated by Violeta's daughter Julietta, who plays oboe in a music band; while he also sees a prostitute with a puddle. When the prostitute dies, Joao goes to her room, rips her puppet with a knife and finds money hidden inside. Feeling rich, Joao attempts to rape Julietta and gives her money, but then runs away from the residential building. Now homeless, he survives thanks to a local kitchen. Joao buys a military uniform to enter a barrack for a celebration to get free beans, but is discovered and sent to a mental asylum. Thanks to a friend, Joao is able to escape.
Why did the director Joao Cesar Monteiro think that his character is interesting? Or funny? Or even entertaining? Because this misconception, on which the whole movie is built, costs him the movie. It is perplexing that his "Recollections of the Yellow House" was ranked in a local poll as the 3rd best Portuguese film by 2 0 2 0—the voters either have poor taste or the cinema of Portugal is in deep trouble. "Yellow House" is a peculiar, vague, confusing, and overall poorly planned out film revolving around the scrubby Joao de Deus (played by director Monteiro himself) who at first feels weak and ailing in the first half of the film, but then finds a new fascination with his landlord's daughter Julietta (among other, after she leaves the bathroom, he drinks the soap water from her bathtub, and observes her pubic hair he found), living in the same residential building. One expects that this will be the theme of the movie—how a man feels his life entered an autumn, but somehow finds a new spring in a woman who awakens his vitality. But no. It's not even that. Joao tries to rape her, she refuses, and he runs away scared from the building, never to return again, some 80 minutes into the film.
The remaining 40 minutes are then wasted on random episodes of Joao living as a homeless man, buying a military uniform, landing in a mental asylum... All this is disconnected, ill-conceived and disorganized. What is the point at the end? There isn't any. The whole film is composed out of moderately interesting episodes which never connect as a whole, and even the best ones are the those with someone else besides him in the frame. Monteiro crafts long scenes of Joao sitting on bed, drinking a pill, taking a sip of medicine from a spoon and looking at specially designed underwear he has to wear for his sore testicles—but this is not interesting. Some actors-directors, like W. Allen or R. Benigni, are able to pull it off because they are interesting and funny to watch, but Joao is neither. He is not idealized nor presented as perfect (in one scene, Joao visits his old mother just to borrow all the money from her and then disappear), but neither is there a reason to watch him. The fact that the film lacks some style or creativity or ingenuity (only one match cut some 56 minutes into the film is commendable) is also detrimental. "Yellow House" is one of those examples where one character is the whole film, but since the main character is so stunted and insipid, the whole movie follows the same pattern as him.
Grade:+



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