



Two men stuck in a cell, one soothing himself with retellings of old films, the other refusing anything that smells like comfort — and it somehow becomes a tender, bruised look at male intimacy. Talk is the lifeline.
When it keeps things tight between the two of them, Kiss of the Spider-Woman really works. The chats have that late-night, can’t-sleep honesty, and both leads are terrific — warmth and mistrust trading places line by line.
In the late stretch, the film starts widening out, and the spell weakens. It gets more explanatory, less lived-in, and what felt private begins to feel staged. Still, as a two-hander about connection under pressure, it hits more than it misses.
What a strange little film. Certainly would recommend you view it as it's unlike anything I've seen before. William Hurt and Raul Julia are excellent bouncing off each other within their prison cell - the former giving an Oscar-winning performance well-deserved. The contrast between their squalid cell and the fantasy world of the movies Hurt is recounting back to Julia is wonderful. Film doesn't really tie together very well at the end though - was a little disappointed at how it ended - and a big negative is some of the absolutely ATROCIOUS acting from some of the supporting actors; Milton Gonçalves' screeching secret policeman being a particular lowlight.
But over all - Curious Bananas! Give it a look.