Jácome loves the color of these flowers so much that their hues inflect every frame; the result is moment to moment the most ravishing work the festival had to offer.
The film’s second part, narrated in French, gives us a crafty capitalist view of the disaster: Where some see an apocalypse, others (in this case, honey producers) see an opportunity to increase production and profit. Gorgeously shot, with numerous images of purple-blue hydrangeas in bloom, Flores is in the end a coming-of-age tale disguised as a sci-fi: the two young soldiers are lifetime buddies, and pass the time chiseling out the names of friends they have left behind.
In most cases, our actions result in detrimental impact on nature. Flores posits the opposite, looking at a scenario where one species of flora is reclaiming territory from human encroachment. We can see this in the lavender tone of the visuals (shades of Joseph Cornell’s Rose Hobart), wherein even the atmosphere has been taken over by the hydrangeas. Considering our own, very real ecological errors, Jácome uses speculative fiction to ask us how we intend to survive the Purple Reign.
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