A pretty cute portrait of Jose Saramago and his wife, this often plays like a sort of dry narrative feature rather than a documentary. There's some weird humor throughout and scenes that feel almost scripted, which gives a sense of what characters they are. For every moment where Jose and Pilar's work ethic and intelligence is demonstrated, you get something equally dumb. The worst is when Jose meets Fernando Meirelles at a screening of Blindness and cries at the beauty of the film. I saw Blindness. It may me want to cry, but not because it's good.
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