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Best Argentine film of the past... what? Eight years, at least? Ortega takes the headline-grabbing story of Cárlos Robledo Puch, one of the most famous serial killers of our History, and builds a lyrical document with it. The Angel works both as an evocation of a deceptively simple era for Argentinian youth (1971, during the OnganĂ*a dictatorship), a homoerotic love story (to this day, despite his verified sexual relationship with his accomplice, Robledo Puch claims to hate gay people) and a character study of a complete psychopath. And he does this with an assured directing style and a personality that are all his own. This is what's lacking in most Argentinian cinema and that's why watching The Angel puts so many other national productions to shame - they have no character of their own like this movie obviously has. This is close to a masterpiece and it's widely recommended.