Rio 2096 – a film review

When you think of Brazil, animation may not be the first thing that comes to mind, but the scantily clad protagonists were so hot and amorous I was hooked from the outset.

600 years of history is woven together in a visually striking graphic novel style, complete with stunning scenery, a passionate love story, brutal violence and a colourful history.

Uma História de Amor e Fúria sounds beautiful, and you clever wee thing guessed it – it’s a history of love and fury…

Rio 2096 – a story of love and fury is told through the eyes of a native underdog – Cau an immortal warrior from the Tupinambá tribe. The tale spans across periods of time – through Rio’s colonisation, slavery, military regime and a dystopian future. The past is a grim place but Director Luiz Bolognesi continually reminds us “to live without knowing the past is to live in the dark”

I’m not usually huge on animations, or violent action films, but I was entirely engrossed. I’m embarrassed to admit it, but the tale of two souls so destined to be together that even time doesn’t constrain them appeals to the hopeless romantic inside. The love, the culture and the history it was all quite mystical. 90 Minutes speed by.

I think this quote sums it up well:

“The sheer power of its images and its denial to depict heroes, but only losers that fight for a cause, is reason enough to watch this shamelessly militant, and beautifully constructed political feature”

I watched this during the Reel Brazil Film Festival in Auckland last week. Rio is one of my favourite places in the world, so anything related I usually rate. Other people seem to have agreed, it took out quite a few awards…

  • Crytsal Award, 2013 Annecy Film Festival
  • Best Feature Film, 2013, Annecy International Animated Film Festival
  • Audience Award, 2013, Strasbourg European Fantastic Film Festival
  • Best Film, 2013, 4th Braqeq Brazil Film Festival


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All about Samba

from African slaves to feathers on the streets of Rio…. my blog a la dance.

Samba is an icon of Brazil, immortalised by its sexy costumes worn at Rio de Janeiro’s Carnival. Despite it being the biggest carnival worldwide, I’m willing to bet more people could describe the costumes, then tell you the city the event is held in.

The costumes are hand sewn, and adorned with sparkly jewels, feathers and I believe there’s some fabric involved too. The giant headpiece is iconic, as is the g-stringed bikini. But there is more to Samba then this stellar costume.

Samba is a dance of celebration and joy — this is of course what the costumes are expressing. It’s often danced solo and characterised by its fast hip and foot movement.

Samba originates from the lower class Afro-Brazilian community. It’s rumored to have been brought to Brazil by the West African slaves, during Portugal’s colonisation in the 19th century. Their traditional dancing was mixed with the local music. Despite the…

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Undies for New Years

What colour undies are you packing this new years?

New years resolutions are old. This year I’m doing it the Brazilian way and packing some coloured lingerie.

I recently had the pleasure of a conversation with a Brazilian lady who enlightened me on the matter undies and luck.

Brazilians are superstitious folk. Everyone wears white on New Years to bring in luck for the year ahead. But beneath the white is a rainbow assortment of underwear. No surprise really, this is Brazil we’re talking about.

For those in the dark of the meaning behind your undies, here you go.

Yellow – wealth & success

Red – passion & romance

White – harmony & happiness

Blue – health & tranquility

Green – wellbeing & luck

Pink – love

The Brazilian lady I met wore pink last year, this year she needs some passion to re-spark that love.

As always, I want it all. I’m still feeling the Christmas festivities so tossing up between RED and GREEN. A tough decision really.

And the catch is you need to buy new underwear for the occasion. Not that I’m really complaining, any excuse to hit Bendon.

So what lingerie will you be buying in the boxing day sales? Luckily here we don’t wear white, so your desires will be hidden from the masses.


From dancing like a pole to a Latina

I’ve done dancing on and off since I was a kid, yet when my friend and I travelled in South America the locals told us we danced liked poles.

And they didn’t mean in a sexy pole dancing way, but in a rigid inanimate object kinda way. Years of jazz and hip hop hadn’t taught me latino hips. I was apparently, doing it all wrong. I was devastated.

Nightclub upon nightclub the feedback was always the same. Our olive skin and curly hair didn’t disguise us. “Where are you from?” they could tell we weren’t locals as we looked so funny dancing.

Upon returning to New Zealand, we quickly sought to rectify this. One beginner salsa lesson at a time, we were inducted into the ways of Latin dance. It’s all in the hips. And slowly but surely my “pole” dancing was rectified.

My Kiwi personal space bubble was also quickly destroyed. Here in NZ, we have a rather large personal space boundary – don’t get too close! Yet this didn’t go so well with the Latin dancing. They dance close and intimately. While I initially hated Salsa for this reason, I found my space bubble quickly shrunk, and I was happy to be flung around the dance floor.

A year of Salsa under my belt I went back to South America. The transformation was amazing. I danced my way across all the local dance floors, and nightclubs and was showered in compliments by locals who couldn’t believe I was from New Zealand not a Latina.

Funny to think how all this inspired my dancing today. Call me a Latino at heart but I still love the dance and the culture. It’s vibrant, it’s exciting, but most of all it’s fun.

Now I just need to master actual pole dancing.

When my 2 blogs collide. Re-blogged from:

Capoeira street dancers in Rio

Capoeira street dancers in Rio

A Bolivian Parade Dances by

A Bolivian Parade Dances by

A Tango Milonga in Buenos Aires

A Tango Milonga in Buenos Aires

Argentinian Street Art

Argentinian Street Art

Magic Padded Undies

Padded undies, a craze that’s long been popular in South America has recently hit Western culture. Thank goodness, we’ve all been anxiously waiting for their arrival.

The other night I stumbled upon these wee gems on an old favourite shopping website of mine.


Magic Padded Bum Pants. What a name. And the tagline reads “padding provides more volume that will give curves.”

Simply magical! Finally the flat bottomed lass, can have a booty like Beyonce and JLo.

Yet it surprises me we’ve taken so long to catch on. I spotted these when I was travelling through South America close to 4 years ago.

For all you men out there that thought all South Americans were blessed with a cushy booty, I can imagine it must be kind of disappointing.

And to disappoint you further, butt implants are apparently all the rage over there too. It can be hard to determine what’s real.

Us women are lucky that there are constantly new ways we can make ourselves more beautiful and attractive to the opposite sex. This pretty much sums it up:


It’s one of the many paradoxes of modern society.

In Brasil I greatly admired how every lady; small or large, bootilicious or not was happy to strut their stuff on the beach.

That is something I’d like to see in New Zealand. Luckily our bikini bottoms are ever so slightly larger, so you should be able to fit your padded undies underneath  – if you’re that way inclined.

Ipanema, Brasil 2010

Ipanema, Brasil 2010

And for all you women interested in obtaining some magic undies for that special night or day out:

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