Tequila
Ghosts from the past and the present inhabit the old neighborhood of San Berillo, in Catania. It is 1958: while brothels are being shut down all over Italy, San Berillo is razed to the ground and its…
Tequila
Ghosts from the past and the present inhabit the old neighborhood of San Berillo, in Catania. It is 1958: while brothels are being shut down all over Italy, San Berillo is razed to the ground and its inhabitants are deported to the suburbs. A piece of the neighborhood, however, remains intact and thousands of prostitutes from all over Italy find shelter there, creating one of the biggest red light districts in the Mediterranean. Until 2000, when a police raid forces the neighborhood's inhabitants to abandon their homes once again. "I went to San Berillo to follow the 'underground stories' of those characters with whom you fall in love for their beauty and relentless attachment to life. For their surprising aptitude in reading human beings while also being easily fooled by the most unbelievable promises. For their ability to still have hope, despite everything. For their skill in opening your heart like a child's and then being cruel like only those who have seen the abyss can be. And then also for how easily they can laugh about everything in the end, about the dire wretchedness and about themselves." It is pointless trying to decide whether this city is to be classified among happy cities or among the unhappy. It makes no sense to divide cities into these two species, but rather into another two: those that through the years and changes continue to give their form to desires, and those in which desires either erase the city or are erased by it.
Tequila
Drama,Romance
Film Details
Ghosts from the past and the present inhabit the old neighborhood of San Berillo, in Catania. It is 1958: while brothels are being shut down all over Italy, San Berillo is razed to the ground and its inhabitants are deported to the suburbs. A piece of the neighborhood, however, remains intact and thousands of prostitutes from all over Italy find shelter there, creating one of the biggest red light districts in the Mediterranean.
Until 2000, when a police raid forces the neighborhood's inhabitants to abandon their homes once again. "I went to San Berillo to follow the 'underground stories' of those characters with whom you fall in love for their beauty and relentless attachment to life. For their surprising aptitude in reading human beings while also being easily fooled by the most unbelievable promises.
For their ability to still have hope, despite everything. For their skill in opening your heart like a child's and then being cruel like only those who have seen the abyss can be. And then also for how easily they can laugh about everything in the end, about the dire wretchedness and about themselves." It is pointless trying to decide whether this city is to be classified among happy cities or among the unhappy.
It makes no sense to divide cities into these two species, but rather into another two: those that through the years and changes continue to give their form to desires, and those in which desires either erase the city or are erased by it..