City Lights
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I first fell in love with this film at Tribeca last year. It’s the early ’70s and 12 year-old Mauro is sent off to live with Grandpa in Sao Paolo (a very Boca-esque part of town) when his left-wing extremist folks go underground (slash “on vacation”). When he finally musters up the courage to quit waiting by the phone for their call, he embarks on an endearing, funny and bold coming-of-age story that will totally capture all your senses. This is good stuff, people.

Have a peek at the trailer here: