Matou a Família e Foi ao Cinema (English: Killed His Family and Went to the Movie Theater) is a Brazilian film directed by Júlio Bressane and released in 1969.
This is quite an innovative movie, in which the protagonist – after doing what the title says – watches four short sketches of other movies with varied plots, including one about rape. It seems that the film is intended to be a harsh (but indirect) critique of sensationalist newspapers (the film's title is taken from mock news headlines), banalisation of violence and sexual exploitation. One of the possible explanations for the plot is to criticise torturers who killed students but still went home in peace.
A remake was made in 1991. This version, also directed by Bressane, was more polished visually (in colour) and had a nice musical score, but suffered from bad acting. It added an interesting trick in that the film starts with loud music and without any credits; these only appear at the end, after fake newspaper headlines show the film's name.
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