Daniel Aragão
2021Boa Sorte, Meu Amor
Daniel Aragão
Vinicius Zinn, Christiana Ubach
Dirceu, 30 years old, has origins that go back to the aristocracy of Northeast Brazilian backlands. Settled in a kind of subjective amnesia, Dirceu tries to bury his family's past. He is a demolition man in Recife, an urban landscape undergoing an uncontrolled process of transformation. Maria shares the same country origins, but she uses the city for a different purpose. She is a carefree and joyful music student. If Dirceu aspires to a world that is stable and present, Maria lives in discord with the present. To her, nothing is as it should be. Maria's apparition unleashes in Dirceu an urge for being somebody else. On a route of escape through the desert of the backlands, a unique encounter is set to happen. Boa sorte, meu amor (Good luck, sweetheart) is an anti-romance of the impact between music and silence.
Good Luck, Sweetheart
Prometo Um Dia Deixar Essa Cidade
Daniel Aragão
Bianca Joy Porte, Zé Carlos Machado
Joli returns home after spending a long period in rehab. Her father, Anthony, a famous city politician, is quite concerned about her conduct and reintegration into society. This is the time when father and daughter will fix the broken ties of the relationship.
I Swear I'll Leave This Town
This Is Not a Song of Hope
Daniel Aragão
Felipe Abib, Bianca Joy Porte
Tropical Recife. A Dutch architect is there to study colonial past - or is she looking for erotic freedom? An actress who wants more professional opportunities than Recife can offer. A musician, who revels in melancholy self-flagellation and hatred for the city he can't do without. A tragic love triangle of romantic young people.
This Is Not a Song of Hope
Solidão Pública
Daniel Aragão
asking people on the street to take a seat in front of his camera in a big white tent. He offers them three real (about one euro) for three minutes of their solitude. The tent is located on a square in Recife, a large Brazilian city. people smile stiffly, wave, make the sign of the horns, defiantly lick their lips, or shed their tears.
Public Solitude