Last night, a and I watched Pixote . It was playing at the Vancouver International Film Centre . The place only opened last year, and it's a great theatre. I think the only good part about living in downtown Vancouver would be the easy access to movie theatres.

The latest theme has been "City Limits - Slums of the World" -- totally up my alley! Or so I thought. :) Pixote was made in 1981, and it's a movie about Brazilian orphans. The movie was very hard to watch. I don't think I can ever handle watching movies were kids are sexual beings or victims of abuse. There were some very graphic scenes.

a and I have this thing where we sort of rate each other's movie picks. I blasted him for making me watch Waiting, and then he watched Transamerica with me. And then last night just tipped the scales.  

That movie was not for the faint of heart. I typically don't like the kind of movie where the main characters can just never seem to get ahead. It's just tragedy after tragedy. But with this one, they threw in some rape, drug abuse, sex, and murder, too.