Las Muertas Impresas.
Back in Mexico, circa 2000,- somewhere between 1998-2001, I was trying myself as a cultural journalist. I mainly wrote for two local newspapers ‘Periodico a.m.’ and ‘Correo’, both based in Guanajuato. For the ‘Periodico a.m.’ I was writing film criticism in a very loose way. In North America, the journalistic-essay-piece is quite common, however, in Mexico that’s an uncommon genre. I just happened to discover an obscure video rental store which had interesting directors, such as Kiarostami, Kusturica, etc. Since I wasn’t doing much with my life during those days, I cut myself a sweet deal. I spoke to the newspaper arts section editor and to the owner of the rental store and I offered them a deal: I’ll get to fill the almost empty Sunday cultural section writing extensive film critiques for films I find interesting from this small rental store, and at the same time, I get to promote the video store. They both liked the idea. For me it was a nice way of spending my time watching those great films for free and writing about them, both activities conducted with help of industrial amounts of weed. Obviously, that sweet deal didn’t last much. Later on, Leonardo Ramirez, Julio Castillo and Celia Garza and I, had the great idea of writing just what we pleased. We came up with the editorial project of mocking and bullying the cultural milieu of Guanajuato, making fun of people and situations we were dealing with back then: cultural bureaucrats, grants rejections, etc. Leonardo Ramirez had ‘Las Muertas’ project for a long time, so we just decided to name it ‘Las Muertas Impresas’ for lack of a better name. It’s a shame I didn’t preserve properly my journalistic writing. For some weird reason, my mom happened to conserve this copy of ‘Las Muertas Impresas’ from July 2000.