Review by gloria wong.

Gonzalo has more than his share of problems. His wife Valentina is angry at his workload. His oldest daughter has just gotten a divorce from her husband and refuses to talk about it. His teenage son has never had a girlfriend. His younger daughter is expressing her post-adolescent rebellion with lots of attitude, too much eyeliner and overly bleached and dyed hair. And he’s just been told that he’ll soon be dead, and he has no idea how to tell his family. So, he decides, now is his moment for a family vacation at one of those incredibly luxurious all-inclusive resorts on the Mayan Riviera that, apparently, Mexicans actually go to (in addition to the throngs of obnoxious international tourists). For extra flavour, they happen to be there in the middle of hurricane season.

All Inclusive doesn’t have many flaws. It is a beautifully-shot, wonderfully-acted, satisfying family comedy. Entertainment is embedded in its DNA. What surprises is the effectiveness of the more dramatic elements of the story, how successfully it manages to use formulas we know and begrudgingly love.

All Inclusive
Rodrigo Ortuzar Lynch | 2008 | Mexico | 93min