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Coronel No Tiene Quien Le Escriba, El (No One Writes To The Colonel) (1999)
Rating:
Starring: Fernando Lujan, Marisa Paredes, Salma Hayek, Rafael Inclan, Ernesto Yanez
Director: Arturo Ripstein
Category: Avant Garde, Foreign
Studio: Maverick
Subtitles:
English
Length:
118 mins

 
 

 

No One Writes to the Colonel

The Colonel waits. They promised him a pension, which for years has remained a promise unfulfilled. Friday after Friday, solemn and dressed in his finest suit, the Colonel waits by the dock in anticipation of the letter announcing the arrival of his pension. Everyone in the small town knows that he waits in vain. He knows it too. Every Friday, his wife watches him at the mirror dressing and preparing to pick up the letter that for years has eluded him. But the Colonel, eyes closed to the all too evident truth, stands by his dream, for if not, what else remains for him? There is hunger in the Colonel's house. His wife is a sack of bones consumed by asthmas, and the Colonel lives ashamed of his poverty with the shame befitting a decent man. As his needs become more prevalent...no one writes to the Colonel.