Luis Puenzo, the guy who made "La historia oficial", was behind this film, as producer of a typical Argentinean nationalistic melodrama dealing with the late 20th century dictatorship that ravaged that country from South America. It is a boring tale about a boy with grown-up's interests and perceptions, mixed with infantile montages of the child he carries inside, plus Leftist speeches, songs and rethorics, and an uncle who is a male chauvinist with a grenade in his left hand... just in case. This kind of nationalist banners disguised as films are common in all national cinemas in the North and South, but some know how to handle propaganda better. Not this one.
Review of Clandestine Childhood
