Wednesday, September 17, 2025

Ana Galizia | Inconfissõ (Unconfessions) / 2017

my uncle, the ghost

by Douglas Messerli

 

Ana Galizia (director) Inconfissõ (Unconfessions) / 2017 [21 minutes]

 

In Unconfessions, Brazilian documentary director Ana Galizia, given by her aunt boxes of photographs and letters that remained from her mysterious and quite colorful uncle, Luis Roberto, attempts to bring some aspects of the man to life.


     Although it is often a touching glimpse of the man who was involved in the Berkeley, California theater scene of the 1970s and 1980s, it ultimately does little more than to create a kind of scrapbook-like portrait of him, particularly such she has added no commentary or even explanation of what she is showing other than reading out a few letters of admiring male lovers and friends, and mentioning near the end how this archive came into being.

      That’s not to say that this work isn’t of interest, particularly to the gay community of that period, so many of who died of AIDS, as did Luis Roberto at a time when the disease was not yet well-known in Brazil. I couldn’t help but be reminded of the recent film directed by Rodrigo de Oliveria, Os Primeiros Soldados (The First Fallen) which explores some of the earliest Brazilian victims of the epidemic living in small Vitória, Brazil during the early 1980s, about the same time that Luis Roberto died, 1986, in São Paulo.

      Here, however, we have only remnants—the numerous snapshots and super 8 films which feature Galizia himself and the many beautiful men who passed through his life, as well as a brief series of photographs of theater performances similar to that of the Bread and Puppet Theater of the 1960s and 70s. And nothing at all is mentioned of Galizia’s career in theater and film including Kiss of the Spider Woman (1985), Maldita Coincidência (1979), and O Olho Mágico do Amor (1982). In the most famous of these, however, Spider Woman, he only played a nurse.


     Some of these “remnants,” however are certainly fascinating. Early in the film, in fact, a narrator reads from Luis’ psychological evaluation as a young boy 16-year-old:

 

“His personality: Presents accented traces of inferiority and insecurity, mainly affective. Has an enormous need for validation and projection, adopting a behavior that he himself disapproves of, feelings of guilt, and of not being liked by the group. Attempts to self-affirm through reverie. Sexual and family issues, intensely seeking affection and communication with parents. As a consequence, he is overwhelmed with marked anxious-depressive features. Conclusion: Group psychotherapy is recommended.”


    I don’t know if Luis’ parents encouraged him to enter into group therapy, but I had to laugh since everything the psychiatrist observed is what almost any young gay man of his age feels, or at least did in those days when we were daily taught and shown just how inferior and guilty we should feel for having the sexual desires he had. Obviously, most of us sought out some signs of approval from our parents and other family members, far too often never shown since we could not fully share our full feelings.

     Yet the later photos and letters reveal a beloved and seemingly healthy outgoing individual, relating fully to the like-minded social groups with whom he later allied himself. He appears to have been a beautiful, mercurial clown, who delighted most of his friends, even as he grew more and more ill.


     If only his niece had provided us with some sort of narrative trajectory, a chronological identification of images, a hint about the year he first traveled across the vast spaces of US to New York City and what he did there when he arrived. Did he attempt to perform in off-Broadway or Broadway theater? Where those Bread and Puppet Theater-like images actually of that company? Who did he meet on his travels? Who are these beautiful faces that keep appearing and disappearing? When did Galizia return to Brazil and why? With whom did he study at Berkeley? What roles, if any, did he perform? These and dozens of other questions frustrate the viewer at the very moment when we want most to get to know who the mysterious uncle really was. Alas, his niece offers us only images of a long-ago ghost.

 

Los Angeles, April 17, 2023

Reprinted from World Cinema Review (April 2023).

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