JORGE
EDUARDO GARCS
("EL CHINO")
El Chino was the creator of a bar that attracts people looking
for a new vision of tango and life, friendship and a warm
atmosphere. It was set up by his father, when it was common
to find a bar and a grocery together in the same shop. In
time, parishioners came to the bar and sang tango before an
all-men audience. Forty-seven years later, the bar has become
a mythical place in Buenos Aires and El Chino, its mentor.
As a result of Argentina's economic and political crisis,
and with an impoverished middle-class, the shop that El
Chino and his family have rented for so many years was
for sale: the owner's heirs needed the money to survive. It
hasn't been sold yet. El Chino died on 21st August 2001. He
couldn't get over the death of his only child, in January
of that year. El Chino always referred to the past
as a time when people were more honest and patriotic. "Go
to other countries and you'll see that people take care of
those things which belong to all of them, here we don't take
care of anything. And young people are not to blame. I dropped
out of primary school when I was in third grade, maybe I'm
not very intelligent, but those who claim to be so use their
intelligence to do evil, when it should be used to do good..."
says El Chino at one point in the documentary. Still, he considered
himself a happy man because, as he put it, "I could make this
dream come true". El ChinoŐs grandparents were Spanish and
when JOSE SACRISTAN (the well-known Spanish actor)
met El Chino, he felt identified with him and they became
close friends. "What happens in the bar I haven't seen anywhere
else" says Sacristán. When he's at the bar, he feels
as if he were on the patio in his childhood home. El Chino,
with his simplicity of language and manner, attracted all
kinds of people. He had the sensibility of a poet. One who
lacks pomposity and arrogance, who can perceive the true essence
of things, understand it and express it instantly. Affection
was for El Chino the most important value in life. He didn't
worry much about the condition the bar was in, but about what
his friends felt and thought. All these friendship memories
are kept alive in the photos that cover the walls. As his
voice sang, broken by so many nights with friends, and his
hands expressed the feelings of tango, the bar became crowded
with people of all ages and nationalities. Everyone wanted
to get immersed into this poetry. The paint flaking off walls
or the cigarette smoke or how far Pompeya (the bar neighborhood)
was, none of these things really mattered; being there was
a wonderful experience for everyone. The essence of things
became visible, emanating from the hearts of all the people
at EL CHINO BAR.
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