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And the film suddenly smelled of garlic

I thumbed through and read some of the bullets Taste of Cuba (Tusquets, 2002), René Vázquez Díaz . I learned that Cuban writer and Villa Clara, who lived for over 40 years in Sweden, is a passion for cooking. Also discovered that, before acquiring literary reputation, worked for a time as chef at a hotel in Malmö.

this book have to return for academic reasons, because I am interested in the role of food as part of Cuban identity. The abundant references to the family of Vázquez Díaz, have made me think of stories that everyone has where food becomes true protagonists. It turns out that sometimes the personal memory of an event does not appear visually, but first it does through smells, or tastes. Then it is possible that, to paraphrase García Márquez, Abbas Kiarostami or Tran Anh Hung, is easier to remember the aroma of a fruit we ate when we might be about to take important decisions that the decision itself.

Cinema, with its images, contributes to remember it some flavor, or the importance of certain food in our lives. When I saw The Scent of Green Papaya , for example, I was the doubt which they would know those white threads of the fleshy mass of papaya, cut with Oriental patience and skill, which then served as salad.
In my case, I come from a family that was characterized by the intransigence of some Cuban cuisine, which is missing in the table the obligatory bowl of rice and beans, they take it as a sign that the world is about to end. The kitchens of the houses where I lived were always small, with little ability to maneuver, but real laboratories for experimenting with sauces and spices.

Of course, my parents were very clear where the boundaries were. During the special period, when acquired some surprising potential food plants, we did not go home to try the pizza called cassava or banana compote donkey. Other "recipes" of the time were neglected with Jesus, told by my mother and topped with an ever heard!, The voice of my grandmother.

Curiously culinary inventions of the 90 only could be seen in the home environment or heard in the invisible waves of Radio Bemba. For years he grew older Villapol Nitza away from national television and film production was so low that not even enough to show Cubans what they ate.

In that time of scarce food and recipes dreadful, started going to the movies, especially the Cinematheque in La Rampa, with religious regularity. Except for occasional concerts at the little lost and attractive range of TV programs, visits to the cinema was also the cheapest and affordable opportunity for entertainment, educational experience. Not enough is taught at the University of Havana I say.

Anyone know what reasons or whims of chance, according Serrat, during the Special Period excellent films programmed cycles. "In greeting" to the centenary of cinema are screened one hundred best films in history, according to a survey which placed Citizen Kane, Battleship Potemkin and Napoleon, among the top ten. Became common after the great filmmakers dedicated to the 60 and 70 ( Antonioni, Truffaut , Altman, Kubrick , Ettore Scola and Claude Chabrol ), to which we also with enthusiasm, but never without appetite.

I've always hated the talkers at the movies, I do not know if a family heirloom or through primary education of 70 centered in the discipline. Even today when the room darkens and the opening credits roll, is active in me a focusing mechanism that occurs only decreases if too many incidents around me sound.

To go whenever we left the ramp in a gang. Depending on how the synopsis sounded interesting program, or imminent delivery outside of class work, the group of moviegoers are enlarged or reduced. Already seated, we were silent the plot development. The peace was broken when film came sometime referring to everyday experiences and someone was forced to crack a joke. I recall that despite the possible scandal, we tried not to attract attention. However, the public never was large, so much laughter that would cause the occurrence, rarely bothered to viewers, perhaps located at a distance of five or ten rows of seats.

However, when set in celluloid and dinner banquet overflowing, colorful and appealing, our trust completely disappeared. Seeing those binges eighteenth scenarios filmed in a Barry Lyndon, or a Noche de Varennes , or even more modern like Amarcord , or unfortunately rustic as Return of Martin Guerre , we had the impression that the salivary glands lose their nonexistent containment valves and leave us a step to transform us into Pavlov's dog, or the entire kennel.

were enough phrases like "looking for that!", "No fair!" Or "abusers!" Film appreciation for the drop to minimum levels and the ability to dream like bacchanal, was installed in our minds oversold mortal. Luckily the scenes passed quickly, freeing from blame the filmmakers, does were responsible for them having shot in the 70 films that would be in the specific context of Cuba forsaken, desolate and hungry, two decades later?

In 1991, Humberto Solas premiered his version of The Age of Enlightenment . At the billboard Film Festival of that December, the film had overtones of overproduction, at least for the austere budget that would be ideal at the time the directors of ICAIC. We went to see her at the Cine Yara, which traditionally was one focus of the event. Everything was fine until the camera stopped at a market stall, or was it a store? The display began to distinguish the outlines of a huge strings of garlic. Prop may be, the fact is that after the first exclamation of surprise, the voice of "Garlic!" Ran from one end to another room, and preceded a relatively general laughter.

The fact is I resembled the bright points of a radar screen in a flight control room. Intermittently indicate proximity or distance from an aircraft clearly illustrate the way in which garlic word spread throughout the film. To think that because of the intensity, someone got at a speed tremendous and perhaps a bit of trouble, finding in its report, the almost forgotten aroma of garlic. Believe it or not, that is so essential seasoning in Cuban cuisine is also scarce in those years.

London Cinemas smell of popcorn, a soda, a chocolate and the amount of trash left by viewers when the film ends, it is best not deterse to examine how the room is scented. Anyway, do not detach, the scents are "physical" and not imaginary at the meeting of 91 Yara. And that movie did not smell of garlic, but peanuts ("Tostao and garapiñao?). The cones began their reign as the pageant must-have accessory habanero. Today is so identifiable with the Film Festival, as the theme music from the village of José María Vitier , a melody that precedes each screening in competition and also, evocatively, can fill the memory of smells and flavors.