Assasination Tango”

By Joe Donato, all rights reserved, © 2007

    

From what I understand, Robert Duvall made this movie fueled by two passions: filmmaking, and Tango dancing.  He stars as a man leading a double life.  He’s a typical New Yorker in a relationship with a virtuous woman, who has a daughter that he adores by day, and at night becomes an Assasin for hire to the highest bidder. He takes an assignment to travel to Buenos Aires for what is supposed to be a three day job, but turns into a 3-week exodus. Throughout this time, he is forced to deal with his constant paranoia that he is going to be found out, along with his frustration at missing his girlfriend’s daughter’s birthday as a result of the excursion. 

 

We quickly learn that the two most defining characteristics of this man are an extreme commitment to detail as a necessary tool for survival, and the tendency towards fits of rage as an overreacting hothead.  Now he suddenly finds himself stuck in Buenas Aires with nothing to do for three weeks.  And what is he to do with volatile mix of pent up fury and paranoid perfection? You guessed it: Tango.  He discovers a school of Tango dancers and soon learns that the dance is nothing like the Swing and the Cha-cha he’s used to back home. To kill the time, he begins taking lessons.

 

Not unlike his assassin job, the tango also demands meticulous attention to detail, combined with the leader bearing the nature of a carnivour on the hunt. One mistake, one area you start slacking in, and you could lose everything. One particular scene eludes to a well-known comparison in Tango lingo: that is the similar nature of the leader in the Tango dance to a Panther on the prowl. Focused: driven, unapologetic and unrelenting in its pursuit of the prey.

 

Now I would have liked to see the movie explore this relationship a little bit more than it did.  I would have loved to see these two traits no longer become stumbling blocks or afflictions which so far, have only served to alienate this man from society. I would have really liked to see the man be able to separate himself from the assassin work, without separating himself from these natural God-given talents, which, when focused by a teacher’s lead, give birth to something beautiful, captivating and powerful. That would have been a great film. Whether that is what Mr. Duvall was shooting for or whether he just wanted to appease the female lead, his girlfriend at the time, I may never know.

 

Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t THAT bad. Robert Duvall was Robert Duvall.  Reuben Blades was Reuben Blades. And it was clear that they were definitely going for a “non-Hollywood” feel, which can be refreshing. The relationships with the Argentinians felt like real-life conversations that just happened to be filmed and recorded, feeling like a documentary at times. This is refreshing to many, and respectful of the nature of the Tango; a dance that does not need the glitter and glare of Dancing with the Stars.

 

Perhaps the filmmakers were so enchanted with the Tango that they missed all the other elements of good filmmaking: the beautiful landscapes of Argentina, the suspenseful moments of most gangster and spy films, the emotional family tensions of the Godfather saga, and the high energy of chase scenes in your typical Hollywood cops and robbers films, not to mention things like plot and character development.

 

But despite all these flaws, it has one thing that no other movie I’ve seen has: great Argentine Tango dancing; authentic, professional, traditional Argentine Tango, done by actual Argentinians. It beats out “Shall We Dance”, ‘Dirty Dancing”, and “Scent of a Woman” for the Dancing quality, and it rivals that of “Strictly Ballroom”. The other thing I love is that the dance scenes are shown uncut and unedited. Even at the very end, as the credits roll, it is a single camera shot of two dancers, doing their thing. From a purely aesthetic approach, the scene needs nothing more.  So you really get to appreciate the dancing. There is no flashy cutting back and forth, fancy pans and angles, and over-orchestrated dubbed-in soundtrack. You just sit back and watch the Tango dancing and that is enough.  The lens is full. The composition is complete. The palate is satisfied. The movie is worth watching for those scenes alone. 

 

If anyone knows of any other instances of Argentine Tango in movies, please email me.

 

-Ballroom Joe                 

 

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