Done entirely in candid conversation and quiet walks around the city, End of the Century may at first come across like another mumblecore romance, but director Lucio Castro brings such a delicate touch to this story that every idle moment feels like it means the world. An unspoken longing hangs suspended between characters Ocho and Javi, and it’s their little dance of disclosing more and more parts of themselves to each other that drives everything forward. And as the film reaches its miraculous third act, where hope and regret are articulated in such a painful—but kind—manner, it transcends its mumblecore inspirations and becomes its own vision of how our relationships change the way we grow.
"As all of these fleeting moments of intimacy reel the viewer in, the last act is a gutting and beautiful one-two punch that will leave audiences reeling."
— Jude Dry
When Ocho, an Argentine poet on vacation in Barcelona, spots Javi from his balcony, the attraction is subtle but persistent. After a missed connection on the beach, a third chance encounter escalates to a seemingly random hookup. But are they part of each other’s histories, or maybe even destinies?
Two men strike up a mutual attraction in Barcelona and discover their shared past.
The actors playing Ocho and Javi—Juan Barberini and Ramon Pujol, respectively—at first appear far too young for their character, whom we learn are meant to be in their forties. But what at first seems like a casting mistake reveals itself as a deliberate choice. In the context of this story, both of these men are stuck with the decisions they once made decades ago. And their youthfulness becomes a reminder of who they used to be, but the fool's hope they may still cling to now that they've come across each other's paths again.
Even just looking out from a balcony is going to make me burst into tears now.
