City of Dreams

If the purpose of this movie is to raise awareness but not do anything, mission accomplished.

Ramchandani’s baffling screenplay contains the most obvious, stock archetypes of people recurrent in Hollywood’s uninteresting depictions of Latino communities.

The film resembles less a realistic peek into the modern slavery of immigrants in America as it does grist for the torture porn mill.

Like with its spiritual predecessor in Sound of Freedom, the flaw is not in its highlighting of an incredibly pressing issue, but rather the puerile view it seems to take regarding its nature.


Never passes the credibility test.

Tackling horrific subject matter, this movie manages to avoid being too cumbersome or preachy, focusing instead on its movements and rhythms and its likable, sympathetic lead character.

A masterclass in character development.

[The] whole thing reflects, if not literally then at least metaphorically, an act of opportunism and exploitation on par with what Ramchandani seems to want to critique, but fails to do convincingly.

A film that is not easy to watch, exaggerated and dark settings, combined with heavy cinematography&#59; However, there is no doubt that the story is worth it. [Full Review in Spanish]

As worthwhile as its message might be, this bilingual drama about the horrors of the immigrant experience doesn’t bring much new to the conversation.