

A seven-part anthology film with an impressive lineup of guest directors, all designed to extol the lively, garish charms of the Cuban capital. It wears its days-of-the-week structure very lightly; and despite the recurring motifs (booze-soaked dancing, short-skirted women, personal drivers for nearly everyone) it's a very mixed bag. Elia Suleiman's understated, deadpan essay in observation is the most successful, in that it doesn't try to claim any special insight; while others – Benicio del Toro's American-tourist-in-trouble yarn, Julio Medem's impassioned threeway tug-of-love, Pablo Trapero's paean to local musicianship, featuring wildman film-maker Emir Kusturica – deal in more obvious material. A pleasant couple of hours, even if feels like an extended advert for the rum company who paid for it.
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