A monologue about Araya, a Venezuelan fishing village where salt was traded throughout the country and abroad, is almost the only thing we hear during a little more than 60 minutes of the film. An experience that is contemplated and hypnotizes you in several ways, and that left me in particular, with my mouth open from beginning to end, but to be fair, I have a little blinded judgment for being a Venezuelan film. And although the truth is that the film won awards in several festivals around the world, which means that it is much more than a good Venezuelan film, I know that many will look down on it for being from Venezuela, but the truth is that it is an incredible film from beginning to end, and it is something that any Venezuelan filmmaker or film student should see at some point in their lives.

For my compatriots, my people here in Venezuela, beyond asking you if you know the film or not (by the way, if you don't know it and want to see it, you can get it on youtube), I want you to realize how important and against the current is that a woman has made such an important film in the 50's in the country. If by this time, there are few female artists making films in the country, how common was it for a woman to make films in the country more than sixty years ago? Not only was it something completely unthinkable, but it was also a barrier breaker, so I believe that Araya is not only art in film form, but it is also protest in film form, it is history, it is beauty and story, it is poem and also prose.

The day to day life of the people of Araya is told in a wonderfully captivating way in the film, but that is not the only thing the film tells. If at some point above I mentioned that the film was history, I wasn't just referring to the fact that the film made history within Venezuelan cinema, but that the film also shows us a part of our country's history, which is why I sincerely feel it serves so well in every possible way. Lastly, even though I already said it was on youtube, I know that this film, being so important for the country, is shown recurrently in national festivals throughout the years, so if you somehow manage to see it that way, I know it will be a whole new experience.

A veces hay películas que se sienten como un poema. A veces hay películas que son un poema. Si me preguntan por un ejemplo de la primera frase, hablaría de películas como into the wild, pero si me preguntan por la segunda frase, una película que realmente sea un poema, entonces no hay otra película que tome mi mente que no sea Araya, la que para mí es, la mejor película venezolana jamás hecha. Una película de 1959, en blanco y negro, dirigida por Margot Benacerraf y un antes y después para la cultura venezolana, siendo además una obra maestra por dónde se le vea.