Under The Volcano

Synopsis: Against a background of war breaking out in Europe and the Mexican fiesta Day of Death, we are taken through one day in the life of Geoffrey Firmin, a British consul living in alcoholic disrepair and obscurity in a small southern Mexican town in 1939. The Consul's self-destructive behaviour, perhaps a metaphor for a menaced civilization, is a source of perplexity and sadness to his nomadic, idealistic half-brother, Hugh, and his ex-wife, Yvonne, who has returned with hopes of healing Geoffrey and their broken marriage.

Genre: Drama

Director(s): John Huston

Actors: Albert Finney, Jacqueline Bisset, Anthony Andrews, Ignacio López Tarso

Production: Criterion Collection

Nominated for 2 Oscars. Another 3 wins & 5 nominations.


IMDB:: 7.1
Rotten Tomatoes:: 75%

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: R
Year:: 1984
: 112 min
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[Symphonic:
Modernist, Folkloric ]
[ Continues ]
- [ Villagers Singing In Spanish: Mourning ]
- [Bell Tolling ]
-[Singing Continues ]
- [ People Chattering ]
[ Children Chattering]
[Singing Continues ]
Anda, perro. Quitese!
[Whimpers ]
[Mariachi In Distance ]
[Vendors Calling In Spanish ]
[Flute:
Festive ]
[Dog Whimpering ]
Buenas tardes.
[ Whimpering Continues ]
[ Peter Lorre ]
Why are you afraid of me?
I love you. I love you.
You came to life for me.
Don't you know me?
[ Continues, Indistinct]
[ Foreigner]
Buenas noches, doctor.
- Ah. Buenas noches, senor Geoffrey.
- Buenas noches.
Just in time. Exactamente.
The ingles is always by the clock.
You go to the Red Cross, I think.
[Movie Score Playing, Muffled ]
Mm-mmm. It's good.
Very good.
[ Chuckles ]
But, no, there is something wrong.
I know, senor.
You have no socks.
Quite. No socks.
With that esplendida vestimenta,
there must be socks.
- You want I should bring you?
- No. Gracias. Not necessary.
By the way, senor Bustamante,
did you find any letters -
cartas - any letters addressed to me?
No. No, senor.
I find no letters for you.
What letters have you lost?
From my wife.
- [ Speech Slurred ] From Yvonne.
- [Woman In Movie Screams ]
You have heard from her then.
What does she say?
Is she coming back to Mexico?
No. I don't think so.
I'm sorry to see you apart.
I have always great admiration
for senora Yvonne.
I think she comes back.
She writes to you,
then she will come back.
I also received a letter
from her lawyer.
It seems we're divorced now.
Uy, amigo.
- Is this true?
- Yes.
It's true.
- [ Whimpering ]
- [ Woman In Movie ] Let me go!
-I promise to come back.
-[Lorre ] You are lying.
- No!
- You won't come back.
-[Lorre ] You hate me. You despise me.
- [ Woman ] No. No.
[ Woman #2 ]
Liar! Hypocrite!
- [ Murmurs ]
- [ Piano:
Frantic ]
Las Manos de Orlac.
The Hands ofOrlac, no?
It's a good story.
A man is a pianist,
but loses his hands under a train.
Is given him another,
but they are the hands of a killer.
Uh, these hands murder people.
But his heart does not,
and he's very, very sorry.
Some things you can't apologize for.
[ Lorre]
The fate of all the world is changed, I think.
[People Laughing ]
Only in Mexico
is death an occasion for laughter.
[ Chuckles ] On Day of the Dead,
when their spirits come back to us...
the road from heaven
must be made- made easy...
and not slippery with tears.
[Brass Band Approaching ]
[ Festive]
[Dog Barks, Whimpers ]
Sorry, old girl.
They won't let you into this occasion.
Your gown's cut far too low.
- Good evening, sir.
- [ Geoffrey] How are you?
- How are you?
- You know the doctor.
Poquito de brandy.
Poquito de anis.
Poquito de tequila.
Mmm. Poquito de whiskey.
Poquito de mezcal.
Oh, no, no. No mescal.
Never touch mescal.
I'd go thirsty
before drinking mescal.
[ Laughs ] Is loco.
Mescal is just the tequila of the poor.
[ Belches ]
Mescal is for the damned.
Oh, good Christ.
Last blast of diplomacy coming up.
- Buenas noches, senor Firmin.
- Buenas noches.
I wish to introduce to you
Herr Krausberg, German attach.
Herr Krausberg, Mr. Firmin.
Former British Consul to Cuernavaca.
It's a great pleasure for me
to meet you, Mr. Firmin.
- Same, I'm sure.
- Un cocktail de champagne.
I hope your next, uh, post
will be as beautiful as Cuernavaca.
- Nothing next. I've retired.
- Oh, have you really?
"Cut is the branch that might have grown
full straight," or something like that.
I'm going to stay on here in Mexico.
Oh, how fortunate for me.
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