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that I should continue to paint?

Yes.

Yes.

You'll like Tina.

She's a brilliant

photographer,

one of the few

with real taste.

Do you know Alvarez Bravo?

I know his work.

It's good.

I'll introduce you to him.

He'll want to photograph you.

Without clothes, of course.

Of course.

That's the thing

about these radicals.

They're a little dangerous,

but they definitely throw

the best parties.

Ah, at last!

The monster!

Tina!

This is Frida Kahlo.

She's a wonderful painter.

She wants to be

a wonderful painter.

Oh, don't be shy.

Nobody really thinks their own

stuff is good except Diego.

He's the only one who's sure.

Go find Siqueiros.

He's been bad-mouthing you

again.

You come with me.

Great party.

Everybody, I have someone

for you to meet.

This is Frida Kahlo.

She came with Diego.

Another pretty girl...

She's quite a talent, no?

Julio Mella, the Cuban.

Tina took the last photo

of him.

She was with him on the street

when they gunned him down.

Incredible.

They're like clay

in his hands.

It must be that body.

No.

It's the way he looks

at you...

and finds beauty

in all your imperfections.

It's irresistible.

You'd never think it

to look at him,

but he's had

half the women here.

I'm sorry.

Did you come with him?

Oh, n...

we're just friends.

I'm Frida Kahlo.

I'm a painter.

A painter. No wonder.

Mm-hmm.

I'm Lupe Mar n.

I'm his wife.

Ah...

I was his wife.

Good luck to you.

Bad-mouth him

all you want, Diego.

But while we have been talking

about socialism

over drinks at parties

for 10 years,

Stalin is making it work.

He's achieving it.

Achieving what?

His only big idea so far

is to throw out all

the real thinkers in the land.

But he...

he just threw you out.

No. Not just me.

No, not just you.

Mr. Trotsky... a man

who plays the martyr

when, in truth, he was rejected

by his own country.

- Good riddance.

- No.

He had to run for his life.

Stalin would have had him shot.

That's his version

of socialism...

kill anyone

who disagrees with you.

Well, some people have to get

shot in a revolution, you know.

Well, I prefer evolution.

Educate the poor.

Mobilize the workers.

Rise like a slow tide.

But you...

you'll have your revolution

and kill half the poor

to save them.

Diego, this from a Communist

who's getting rich

painting for the government

and wealthy patrons?

I can't help it

if the rich have good taste.

The rich don't have

good taste.

They pay someone

to have good taste for them.

And they don't hire you

because you are good.

They hire you because you

assuage their sense of guilt.

They use you, Diego,

and you are too vain

to see it.

- No!

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