This fascinatingly layered Argentinian con/caper film is never quite as far ahead of you as it could be, but still has you spiralling down guesswork rabbitholes right until the final scene. It can be a little dry but bolstered by some grand performances, sharp set pieces and I think some sincere social commentary - it's certainly worth a watch. There's also a melancholy behind the joyful credits when you discover the director died very suddenly and quite young - bravely turning down the opportunity to remake the film for American audiences. It now sits in a pantheon of well-loved Argentinian films that were recommended enthusiastically to me by someone from the country. It's the charismatic Ricardo Darín that serves as the throughline, and often the emotional anchor of all of these films and here as the morally grey Marcos, he's especially good.
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