Wake Up, Love

This romantic drama follows the efforts of one Ricardo (Leyrado) - nicknamed 'Elvis' for his all too evident belief in rock'n'roll as a way of keeping young at heart - to reassemble the old college crowd of 30 years back. During preparations for the reunion, his wife Ana (Silveyra) rekindles her torch for Ernesto 'The King of Insomnia' (Grandinetti), a senior journalist of Hamlet-like melancholy, who in turn breaks his carnal fast with attractive cellist Silvia. Its nostalgic bent is expressed in a character's complaint that compared to the '60s, these days 'people's hearts are dry - it's ages since it rained dreams!' Using amusing kitschy flashbacks to old trysts, and Paul Anka-dominated parties (this is Argentina, don't forget), it's full of genuine feeling, nice comic touches (Ana pulling on her old jeans with the aid of coat hanger hook), all poetically swooned in sad but defiant music (Bach's Cello Suites 1-6) and poetry (Mario Beneddetti's).