Narco culture is something I still can't wrap my mind around. Some see narco traffickers as almost vigilantes"”the Robin Hoods of this generation. They represent a resistance against the police (some of whom are corrupt) and the devastation that wreak havoc on Juarez, Mexico.
Narco Cultura chronicles the two very different lives of a Narcocorrido singer from El Paso and a heroic police officer from Juarez. Both live and breathe narco culture, but both experience the drug war in very different ways. One sees the drug world as a world of riches and power, where the other sees the city in which he grew up falling apart before his eyes. Police officers, traffickers, and civilians alike are murdered every day as the narcotics war rages on and on with no one to stop it. In fact, it's popularity continues to grow, and with the mounting degree of homicides to fuel the rage on either side, there doesn't seem to be any sign of this battle drawing to a close anytime soon. Shot wonderfully and almost painfully, each frame puts the audience into the fray and the hostility of the drug war. The images and the cinematography make our heart go out to a city where walking down the street to buy milk is cause to worry about being shot by a stray bullet meant for a cop or trafficker. The film gives us the feeling that there is some hope that someday all the carnage will come to an end, but as long as there is a demand for drugs, this is the price.