
Though jaded, da Silva was a witty and charismatic figure. Dubbed the father of “Gangsta Samba,” he was one of Brazil’s best-selling recording artists, who gave back to his community by recording the work of previously unknown musicians. Frequently, their subject matter glorifies the criminal lifestyle and often expresses attitudes towards women not unlike that heard in rap. Frankly, the amount of film devoted to songs demonizes “snitches” seems oddly excessive. However, the music itself sounds great, especially when divorced from the content of their lyrics.
While da Silva certainly gets considerable screen time, the film is really more about his protégés, the upstart musicians forced to work day jobs as they pursue music on the side. Many are not necessarily bitter about their circumstances though, like the air-conditioning technician who seems to take particularly pride in his vocation. In fact, Straight casts a distinctly jaundiced eye on the Brazilian music business that da Silva claimed never properly compensated him for his voluminous hit recordings. (Indeed, the crookedness of record labels seems to be a constant that transcends national and cultural boundaries.)
Derraik and Neto are quite conventional in their approach to documentary filmmaking, recording talking head styles interviews, candid footage, and casual musical performances. Still, it all works perfectly well than

Brazilian music documentaries are a traditional strength of Cine Fest Petrobras Brasil and often return to City for special screenings sponsored by organizations like Cinema Tropical. The briskly paced Straight certainly follows in that tradition. A fantastic sounding film, it is definitely recommended, particularly for residents of Vancouver, the next stop on the Petrobras Brazilian festival circuit.