There's more than a parody of Brazilian politics and cultural mores in this quirky film, but if you're unfamiliar with them as I am, you'll just have to take the word of multiple characters in the story who state that the script that writer Eugênio (Paulo Miklos) is working on is all nonsense. Contractually sequestered in a lavish hotel room, Eugênio got himself backed into a corner to write the biography of the Brazilian President, but all he has ever known is a single character he's written into twenty-four novels - The Jesus Kid. Not to be deterred, Jesus (Sergio Marone) makes an appearance to save the writer from himself, virtually taking over the Apple laptop left Eugênio by his producer agent Máximo (Fábio Silvestre). In some ways, Jesus calls to mind The Stranger from Clint Eastwood's spaghetti Western days, while the musical score does its best to channel Ennio Morricone. But this is not a down and dirty Euro West spectacle, not when a principal backer of a prospective film shows up touting his company's potato chips. Aside from The Kid, my favorite character had to be the guy listed in the credits as 'Homem misterioso' (Otavio Linhares), with the flashing red signet ring on his gloved hand. You can't get more parodied than that, though I didn't think it was cool that he drained Eugênio's aquarium and left his fish for dead.