They don't have bike trails. The dad always ride the bike to place to get stuff and sell it to stores. They live in a small house. They made home made sausages.
Set in Melo, a godforsaken village near the Uruguay-Brazil border, the movie tracks the misfortunes of a dirt-poor petty smuggler named Beto (César Troncoso, resembling a less-exfoliated Omar Sharif). While his neighbors ecstatically prepare for a windfall from feeding the thousands of Brazilian faithful expected to attend the papal visit — one fearless entrepreneur even takes out a bank loan to buy sausage meat — Beto’s hopes rest on the opposite end of the digestive tract. If he builds a public convenience, who wouldn’t want to spend a peso?
Written and directed by Enrique Fernández and César Charlone, “The Pope’s Toilet” uses a seamless blend of professional and nonprofessional actors to take an oblique dig at a church that, the movie suggests, may have failed its most disadvantaged followers. Both filmmakers are Uruguayan (Mr. Fernández was born in Melo), so the hardscrabble details are touchingly credible, generating a tone of profound sadness — located most affectingly in the journalism-career dreams of Beto’s teenage daughter — that Mr. Charlone’s upbeat cinematography works hard to dispel. Despite the whimsical title, this is a movie that offers little in the way of relief, for villagers and audiences alike.
http://movies.nytimes.com/2009/04/08/movies/08pope.html
