Title: The Maid
/ La Nana (2009)
The upper-middle class Valdes family consists of permissive
mother Pilar and fastidious father Edmundo, their teenage children, their maid
Raquel, a dog and most recently a kitten. They live in Santiago in a large
two story house complete with a walled-off backyard pool. Raquel has raised the
kids (favoring the jokester Lucas over Camila, with whom she maintains a
stealthy vendetta), kept up the household and continues to wage a personal
crusade to keep everything obsessively ordered and spotless (in the first scene
she even insists on cleaning up her own surprise party before going to bed). But the
Valdes’s are concerned about her dizzy spells and speculates that she is having
trouble managing such a large estate alone. Pilar hires a second maid to ease
the load, but the move threatens Raquel and her already compulsive and
irritable demeanor worsens. Feeling
increasingly undervalued, expendable and bitter, she systematically
terrorizes the new hires into leaving, beginning with easy game like a quiet
young Indian maid and eventually squaring off against Edmundo’s bearish
no-nonsense ex-nanny Sonia. Raquel ends up in the hospital after another dizzy episode and returns to find a new maid, Lucy, installed. Raquel tries her usual
tactics, but Lucy, kind, good-humored and understanding, is not like anyone
Raquel has ever met.
Director Sebastian Silva filmed in his own childhood home and
based the story on his family’s maids (also Raquel and Lucy) and the
complicated web of love and power, authority and rebellion, intimacy and
inaccessibility he felt towards them growing up. He has a deft and even loving
hand for shaping character-driven observational comedy (and it is funny, despite both vicious and
heartbreaking moments) with surprising psychological depth, emotional honesty
and underlying compassion. Almost any other director would have taken the story
in a less interesting direction: a satiric caricature of upstairs-downstairs
relationships, a Marxist critique of bourgeois exploiters and oppressed
servants, a horror-tinged class-based revenge story. What we get instead is
refreshingly natural and human and only occasionally absurd (as life is).
Characters’ aren’t pat or predictable, but they make sense, and their quirks
give us insight into personalities easy to misjudge. The handheld digital
camerawork adds to the intimacy of the familial setting and foregrounds the
film’s strongest suit: performances. Catalina Saavedra, as Raquel, is
ultimately what clinches the movie, providing a nuanced, convincing emotional
anchor that is unique, unforgettable and, I’m tempted to say, near definitive.
My Favorites:
The Maid
Nostalgia for the Light
No
No
Jackal of Nahueltoro
The Club
The Club
Machuca
Julio Begins in July
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