Martin (Hache) ★★★

Starts out as if it were a generation-gap drama, no different in its broader outlines than that story would have been in the 50s, 60s or 70s... but gradually shifts its focus away from the son and toward the father, revealing his detachment and emotional distance as crippling flaws in his own character. The performancees are persuasive, the movie is unusually deep for a pop-market production or ... just a bit shallow for an artfilm. The father's Federico Luppi, a name I recognize from a lot of very routine Argentine movies of a decade or two earlier.