Sinfonia Amazônica - 1953 (Anélio Latini)

This movie was restored by the Brazilian Movie Museum. The Brazilian Movie Museum - Presents Censorship services of public entertainment. This is the first national full lenght movie cartoon. It represents a sense of hard work and an indisputable artistic sensibility. The government cannot forget to encourage this effort. Therefore, this film is rated "Good quality". A Latini Studios Production AMAZON SYMPHONY By Anélio Latini Filho Story by Joaquim ribeiro Narrators: Paulo Roberto and Nero Mora

les All of these by Anélio Latini Filho Voices: Almirante Matinhos, Abelardo Santos, Antônio Nobre, Bartolomeu fernandes. Colaboration of coreography: Noemi Passidomo, Felicitas, Duo Fla-Flu. Photography: Mario latini Songs by Elio Latini Musical effects: Homero Dornellas Classical themes: Alfredo Passidomo Flute: Altamiro Carriloo Organ solo: Scarambone Latini Studios Ltda. Thanks the financial colaboration of the customs inspectors at the customs of Rio de Janeiro Sound technicians: Ercole ba

schera, Jack Correa, Alberto Vianna Assistant: Giovanni Constantino Lab: Film Industry Company Recording: D.E.B My thanks to everyone who collaborated with me, especially to Dr. Heitor Correa Velho. Sincerely, Anélio Latini Filho. To my parents, for the encouragement they gave me in all these years of struggle, I dedicate this film with all my gratitude. This, gentlemen, is the smallest studio in the world. Here the first Brazilian cartoon in feature film was produced. Which was a really difficu

lt thing to make. The studio is made up of three different apartments. The one for tracing and painting The one for camera And finally, the most important one, the one for animation. Anélio Latini Filho, creator of the Amazon Symphony. He arrives at work at 8:00 am. And only leaves at 4:00 am in the next day. In cartoons made by foreigners in feature films, an average of 400 artists are employed. But here, he is the sole designer of the entire film. Anélio will show us, in brief scenes, what was

needed to make his symphony. The first step in making your drawing after making the film adaptation. It was necessary to create characters for the film. Curumi was the first, being the central figure. And what worried Anélio the most was that his features had to be very distinct and pleasant. This task went on for many months. But finally everyone was created with the exception of one character, which was female. The studio crowd was looking forward to seeing her. What a beautiful girl, was the

thought of everyone in the studio. In this other task, a lot of material had been collected at Jardim Botânico. And in possession of it, Anélio began the study of the first scenes. And already some characters are taking their places on the scene. Some scenarios of importance were also outlined. These preliminary studies are subject to constant modifications until they satisfy and compound the original ideas. And so that mistakes do not occur, the sketches are nailed on trays on the wall, formin

g a sequence "Sketch". A study of history in all its details is established for planning. Until all doubt disappears as to where to go next. "Okay, okay." Now an important phase, the music, this is going to be a lot of work, let's film the asset. Some songs are from the international classical repertoire and had to be recorded especially for the film. The material is deficient from the time of our grandparents, but when you have willpower, everything can be achieved. Following the story, and bas

ed on the music, Anélio prepares and often adds details to the sequence, without losing the folklore character of the story. New songs are worked on in the same process. In the main sketches, the bars are annotated in the margin in a very special way. This will serve as a guide for the action to unfold. And so this delicate and meticulous work continued, the preparation of which was entirely controlled by the music. Finally, the music-guided "phoneticization" was complete. Although this work rep

resents great importance in the design, it is only a nothing compared to what still has to be done. What we see now are hundreds of sketches, which were studied in loco. They represent various animals with all their characteristics and movements. And their customs were noted and cataloged separately. "All this information is necessary", says Anélio. So that new sketches can be sketched with absolute safety. By now, the scenes are delineated definitively by planning and their regular work. The mo

st insignificant gestures cannot be treated with indifference. As well as the angle of view of the action. On the "Sketch" board, the old sketches are traced, according to the new ones for the final exam. And one more task is completed Now a "very important" phase of production Synchronization. The characters must move in time with the music. And for that, Anélio had to invent these synchronism sheets, which are extremely complicated to handle. Based on the score, the bars with their values ​​ar

e placed on the sheets. Musical terms are turned into numbers. And like the speed of movement of the action, it must be correct with the musical space. Each character's movement is calculated along with the correspondence in the musical phase. And only after all the music has been calculated can Anélio enter the animation. This gang will be moving soon. The whole group of actors and actresses in the studio was ready, waiting for each one, the moment to enter the scene. Now the most important pha

se of the drawing. The animation. The scenes are animated, and it is only now that the characters come to life and movement. This phase is what will make the film a triumph or a failure. Each completed animation is layered to verify the naturalness of the movement. And the work goes on, sometimes in a curious way, like the one we are going to appreciate here. Go walk! Already? Not yet? Ready! How is it, does it not move? Yeah. Retouching the drawing. Great! There are thousands of drawings for th

ese seemingly insignificant movements. The days, months, years go by, and the task continues, making the number of drawings grow. Drawings and more drawings They have to work quickly. Anélio Latini is there representing the four hundred designers normally used in films from other lands. The number of drawings is always growing. More and more, and more, and more, the years go by. These were the usable drawings in the animation. And if we checked all the drawings made for the film. The sum will re

ach a total of 500 thousand drawings. In an extension of 180 kilometers, if joined to each other. And weighing a total of 2,640 kilograms. That is, 2 tons and 640 kilos. Now, the film is in one of its final stages. Scenario preparation. A task that requires a lot of taste and creative power, whose combination of tones studied beforehand must be applied with absolute propriety. Beautiful drawings of the Amazon Hundreds and thousands of them were made. This is a particular process by Anélio, whose

special inks were applied and photographed, which will give the backgrounds a dimensional value and real nuances. The number of canaries painted, in order to meet the needs of the story, rose to a total of 500. In this penultimate phase, all the animation drawings are again skillfully and firmly copied onto the celluloid sheets. And in the final stage, each frame of the film imposes itself from the background of the base of the figure, from the foreground and finally from the part that moves. T

he glass slide comes down and compresses the celluloid, this process is always repeated in each square of the film and like... Ah! Now, gentlemen, Anélio Latini, you will finally see the result of your work and we will also be here from the hall. Once upon a time, the most beautiful forest... On the most beautiful sky... And on the most beautiful plain in the world. Nature was still waiting for birds and other animals. The Amazon had just been created. Legends and myths populate its distant past

. A mystery surrounds every corner of the Amazonian landscape. And in every majestic tree that rises silently to the sky. There is hope for nests. The earth is still damp, because the waters have appeared like a fairy miracle. The landscape of the Amazon is a legendary poem, written by nature itself. And there is in its grandeur, a symphonic resonance of rhythms never heard before. Amazon Symphony Symphony of Preverbaus legends. From remote myths. Of indecipherable mysteries. And the unforgettab

le enchantments. This is the Amazonian world. An unknown world, but full of beauty and almost intangible fascination. The Amazon is the sleeping land of the legendary Brazilian Sleeping on the edge of the most majestic river in the universe. The landscape itself already enlightens us with the legend and fear of primitive anguishes. Beauty, however, accompanies us to this privileged valley, where the densest forest in America flourishes. The rain of flowers over the igarapés, and the leaves dance

, and the perfume of unknown plants, takes all directions, to the landing of the green magic of the forest. And the shadow, and the hammock, and the cadence, and the strange and grandiose harmony of this landscape. It is the Amazonian Symphony, pagan and divine, in its celestial and infernal grandeur. The night was kept in a tucuman nut, at the bottom of the turbulent waters of the palace of the big snake. One day, the son of the sun, a young chief of the tribe, fell in love with the daughter of

the big snake, a beautiful woman. And with her he wanted to marry. But the night had not yet arrived, the sacred and propitious hour for love. She complains about the night that doesn't come. It really is a scandal of light shining in the sky, and its reflection in the still waters of igarape. It is necessary to send for the night, which with its caressing shadow will envelop the happy lovers. The night, however, is said to be guarded by the big snake in a tucuman nut. The son of the sun, had t

hree faithful slaves, and he will order the warriors to go to the palace of the waters and bring from there, the desired night, guarded by the big snake, his future mother-in-law. "Follow around warriors and bring from afar, wherever you are, the night, the great night of warm dreams and lovely mysteries." Well, over the igarape, who row in long arms through the heart of the forest. With its retained and stagnant rainwater. Slip the momentum of safe strokes by the three warriors in command actio

n, proceed to bring night to the son of the sun. And there they pass silently, through unknown and possibly dangerous areas. Be careful guys. The island ahead was 300 strokes further. There are terrible mysteries guarding the palace of the waters where the big snake lives. Oh, see? These are the formless birds. Only their anguished souls roam around, disorderly terrorizing the jungle. Ah, the situation is not good, see. Larger birds, watching what is going on, enter the scene, scaring away the s

maller ones. They, it seems, were ordered to clear the way for the warriors of the son of the sun. Hey! Hello brave ones? So how is it? Let's go, it is necessary to resume the journey and face, in any case, all the fears of the journey. Ah, there it goes again to the impulse of the oars, the canoe of the warriors faithful to the wishes of the son of the sun. And finally The Palace of Dead Waters, where it lives guarding a secret and defending a heritage. The gigantic and fearsome, Big snake. Eve

rything is immense and colossal. Human eyes cannot perceive this palace of dead waters, where its foundations are laid, and how far its highest towers project. The bush there makes fear, but fear there makes bush. Inhabitants of the unknown kingdom of the big snake. They parade through the shady nooks. And behold, suddenly agitated in a strange ebolition, the calm waters of the gentle igarape. In the sight of each wave, they felt mystery, it is coming, from dive to dive, the sovereign of that ki

ngdom approaches. The sovereign big snake. From deep mysteries of deep waters. The warriors, who dared to advance through the frontiers of mystery and for passing through the kingdom of a powerful queen, will be punished Punished for the crime of invading, with death, punishment for invaders. Ah, but sometimes, sometimes a great diplomat, they fearfully explain. "Your daughter, most excellent lady, loves our chief, and is tenderly loved by him, the two ask you, most excellent lady, your highness

, majesty, send them the night for their love." Knowing that it will bring happiness to his daughter, the big snake dives to the bottom of the waters, looking down there for the tucuman nut. And it reappears, bringing wonderful excellence. Wonderful. Wonderful. Not so much... It looks like a tucuman nut, but the snake severely prevents it. "Don't open this tucuman nut". "If thou do, thou will be punished without mercy, and things will change, souls will leave their bodies, and the world will be

divided in two". And the three fearless warriors... Fearless, right? They return by the same path, led inside the tucuman nut, the night long awaited by the two loves. But could there be such big complications within such a small thing? By gods! What will that be now? They say that some people are very curious, however, certain brave little warriors like to imitate these people in this sense. What will it be? How will it be? What is going to happen? Do you want to open the tucuman nut? What are

you going to do? Crazy people... Well the others won't follow... Huh? Don't open that tucuman coconut, you've already been warned by the boy's mother-in-law. This is dangerous, boy. There they are. Opening the tucuman nut for sure. Let's take a closer look. What is happening? Behold, from the depths of that small tucuman nut, night suddenly appears, covering the canoe, the creek, the woods, infinity, the mystery of shadows. Just as the big snake warned, the night released, begins to transform th

e earth, and the appearance of things, and the form of creatures. And thus were born the night, and its mysteries And there was the amazon fauna, and so for the lovers, the comforting night with it's shadows. And twinkled in the sky, the first stars. Its light, its reflection in the round eyes of the first nocturnal birds. And then, the moon, the white pearl of space, rises to the sky along the infinite path of the stars. According to the legend of the Indians, which reflects a truth of positive

science, the light of the moon is the alms of the soil and king of space, so that the dark wounds of the forest may be illuminated in the night. And the sweet glare of the moon comes to awaken the beautiful sister-in-law in her hammock. She leaves, in search of the beloved. And he appears in the forest, the first passionate poet of the moon. It's the humble Urutau, who every night comes to make love to Jaci, in the unattainable night. And in addition to being different, the ones supplied by Uru

tau, he continues to dream of his great and true love, the sun. A long, long time ago, the moon was engaged to the sun, who wanted to marry her. But the truth is, such a union would be the end of the world. The burning love of the sun would scorch the earth, and make the waters evaporate. They separated then, by determination of Tupan, the almighty one. The moon went one way, the sun another, they never met again. One sparkled for the day, the other harnessed for the night. And that night, conte

mplating the love of two young people on earth, the moon missed the sun more than ever. And the legend of the Indians reveals that the moon, hurt and disillusioned, began to cry. Her tears, were falling, followed, followed, in the tranquil waters of the igarapé. Seeing from afar, the beloved in tears, the passionate urutau also cries. And the tears of the moon and the Urutau poet, made the waters of the igarape grow in volume and heat. And growing, growing, the tears run through the mountains of

the mountains, and continue to flee towards the sea. This is how the moon's weeping, and the urutau's weeping, gave rise to the Amazon, the river of wonders, whose waters reflect the most grandiose landscapes in the world. And they carry the most beautiful wild poetry of all time. And on the shores of the lake, mirror of the moon, the warrior Amazons worship Jaci, the one who was once engaged to the sun. Every night, however, there is always an urutau making love to the Amazonian moon, there is

always a desperate urutau, trying to fly towards infinity. Seeking to reach Jaci, the unattainable love. And on this beautiful morning, we are going to find and chase a very ferocious animal. Oh, it's Curumi. Always on the hunt for adventure. Yeah, but it looks like this time, he's going to lose the hunt. Get in there, Curumi! Then? Nothing... Patience! Another hunt appears shortly. Yay! What? You're not going to tell me you're going to hunt an animal with paws that big. Huh? It's nothing, that

's steak to me. Look, the animal has huge paws Curumi, you are going to live a dangerous adventure, be careful! Curumi! Run away quickly! Oh. Ha, ha. Where are you going with all that speed, boy? I'm going there, I'm going there! And there he is, getting ready for new adventures, going to jump in royal victory. Be careful, because in this corner of the river, the boto lives, which is a very ugly animal. You'll miss the jump! No, you were right. Cheerful huh? Cheerful for the time being, in a lit

tle while the dolphin appears and... Hello Curumi! Come with me, let's take a ride down the river! Look, Curumi, here comes Japu. Japu! What a funny beak you have! Who? Me? You don't know why I have a beak like that? No. Oh, I'll tell you! In ancient times, there was no fire on earth. Ah, at that time, Curumi, before I was a bird, I was a warrior of a brave tribe. Those were good times. One day, Page gathered the tribe, and announced... "Japu! You, the brave warrior, is going to steal fire from

the snake Boitatá that is in the sky." "When the thunderstorm comes, I will go." I stole the sugo and gave it to Page. But I got my face all burned. And that night, the Page summoned the tribe to the feast in honor of the sacred fire. Only I, only I was sad, very sad. And when Jaci was born big in the sky, the party began. The following morning, I fled through the forest, taking the memory of that day with me. Far away, in the heart of the forest, I sat down on a wooden stump. Suddenly! Suddenly

! I felt something. Tupan, the supreme Tupan, taking pity on me, had turned me into a bird. And that's why Curumi, I have a beak the color of fire. But I was happy, I even got a house and family. Well, now goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. I am scared! Shh, he's the curupira, going hunting, if he looks at us, he'll be chasing us for life, Shh. Who is it? It's a tortoise, playing the flute on the jaguar's shin, and the monkey is dancing with its skin. From the jaguar? The tortoise killed the jaguar, gav

e the monkey its skin, and kept the cinnamon to make the flute. It's the jaguar, bugger! Will it catch him? Oh, never! The tortoise is smart all alone. This is where she lives! Who? It's Iara, the goddess of the waters. Let's get closer! And on that beautiful morning, the big snake will emerge from the bosom of the waters and growing, growing, always towards the sky, it will transform itself into the serpent of seven colors - the rainbow. And in the forest, all the animals, brotherly and submiss

ive, will run attracted by the bank of the great river, stopping petrified, before the great spectacle. And an apotheosis in the Amazon. Curumi, saying goodbye to the little animals, will be taken by the dolphin far, far away. The End