By Len Weiler
The Secret Agent is written and directed by Brazilian auteur Kleber Mendonça Filho, whose most recent work includes the critically acclaimed movies Aquarius (2016) and Bacurau (2019). Filho is a native of Recife (Brazil’s fourth most populous city) where much of the story is set.
It’s 1977 when we first meet the film’s compelling protagonist, Marcelo, driving his bright yellow VW bug along a lonely highway. He’s been on the road for days, traveling back to Recife to reunite with his six-year-old son who’s been staying with his grandpa (Marcelo’s father-in-law). When he pulls into a remote gas station – a place right out of any number of classic noir movies, except bathed in bright sunlight – he sees a dead body lying under a flattened cardboard box just a few yards from the gas pump. Matter-of-factly, the station attendant tells the bemused Marcelo not to worry; the body has lain in the tropical heat there for days. Although an ambulance was called, it's Carnaval and the medicos are no doubt too busy dealing with the holiday craziness in town to bother. The scene is shocking and odd in equal measure, signifying nothing more nor less than that something is surely rotten in Brazil.The use of yellow, by the way, is prominent throughout The Secret Agent: not just cars, but clothing, walls and various other backgrounds - quite noticeable and rather nice. I do not know why – but I'll suggest two thematic possibilities: (a) yellow is a prominent feature of the Brazilian flag (along with green (also used frequently in the film’s palette), and (b) yellow often has been used in traditional representational art and literature, I'm told, to convey moral decay and corruption - including in Joseph Conrad’s The Secret Agent (not in other respects a source for the storyline in this film).
Marcelo (played brilliantly by Wagner Moura [Narcos (2015-16), Civil War (2024)] is a fugitive - for reasons the film will eventually explain - and has been given the address of a sort-of safe house in Recife, where he can stay with several other “refugees” while arrangements are made for him and his boy to leave the country. Marcelo is at the center of the narrative throughout the film's more than two hour run-time, and Moura is never less than magnetic. "Marcelo" is a pseudonym, we eventually learn, but one wonders if Filho chose that name because, in some indefinable way, the character reminds us of Mastroianni.The narrative incorporates some time shifts along the way: flashbacks to flesh out who this intelligent, mild-mannered character once was and flash-forwards to the near present to add context and gravity to what we are watching of 1977. There are also a bevy of interesting supporting characters – many of whom are real characters – good folks, bad folks and much in between, all very well played.
The Secret Agent - so rich with detail - is a movie that’s hard to get out of your head in the hours and days after you’ve experienced it. At Cannes this past Spring, it won the awards for Best Actor (Moura) and Best Director (Filho) along with the FIPRESCI Prize from the International Federation of Film Critics. It has a very high critical score of 91 ("Universal acclaim") on MetaCritic. I expect The Secret Agent to be a strong candidate for glory in the upcoming winter awards season as well. I recommend it highly.
158 minutes



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